Okay, okay.....so it's NOT actually Halloween.......yet......Himself wasn't home today and I.........decorated.
Now, keep in mind that September 12th the green flag comes out and it's ready, set, GO on the Halloween 'stuff'.
*checking calendar*
I'm doing GOOD!
Ten days later and I've got a huge chunk of the decorating done.
The inside's good!
The outsides......pretty good. LOL
Himself came home after five hours of outside decorating and made it all official!
Yep.......He tied the potato masher to the string attached to the windsock ghostie, pitched the masher over the limb of the tree out front and officially hung our ghostie. Wooooohoooooo!!!!!!!
(please be advised that this is the SOLE function of the potato masher....it's never touched a potato. LOL)
And I'm tired. OH BOY am I tired.
Crawling in and out, around and over....sheeeeeshhhh..... Somehow the 'less' that I did get put out, seems like a LOT.
k....it's cuz it IS a lot. LOL But nevermind...it's all good.
AND we bought candy like you wouldn't believe!
And TOYS!
I'd do a happy dance, but I think I'm too tired........
*doing happy dance*
NOPE...LOL
I still got it!
Wooooooohooooooo!!!
We have Halloween lights and pretties up!
7 comments:
LOL!! and that is all I can do!!! C:)
when I read about Himself and the potato masher...all I could think of was:
Monster Mash (Bobby “Boris” Pickett)
I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster from his slab began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise
He did the mash
He did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
He did the mash
It caught on in a flash
He did the mash
He did the monster mash
From my laboratory in the castle east
To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
The ghouls all came from their humble abodes
To get a jolt from my electrodes
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolf Man
Dracula and his son
The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds
Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
With their vocal group, "The Crypt-Kicker Five"
They played the mash
They played the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They played the mash
It caught on in a flash
They played the mash
They played the monster mash
Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
Seems he was troubled by just one thing
He opened the lid and shook his fist
And said, "Whatever happened to my Transylvania twist?"
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
The monster mash
And it's a graveyard smash
It's now the mash
It's caught on in a flash
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band
And my monster mash is the hit of the land
For you, the living, this mash was meant too
When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
The monster mash
And do my graveyard smash
Then you can mash
You'll catch on in a flash
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
I soooo want to come trick-or-treating at your house!!!
You are freaking MAD!!!!!
I've just literally wet my pants laughing at your photos. LOVE YOU BABY!!!!!
*humming along with Katherine!!*
:-D
potato masher...ghostie....potato masher...Oh I get it. Ok it sounds good.
Post a Comment