Halloween 2010: The Costume Idea

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Halloween is a monumental affair at our house. Bubs heartily admits it's his favorite holiday and gets more excited than anyone I know when all the stores start getting their candy and decorations out on display. Rightly so, the Great Costume Debate starts sometime mid-summer. Like any good crafty person, I like to fashion my own costumes. Call it therapeutic or frustrating beyond belief, piecing together a costume every year makes me so very happy. And anyone who knows me knows that I'd rather not do anything at all, if I can't do it properly! I recall one past Halloween where the DH and I went as an angel and a devil -- me donning white feather wings nearly as big as me and he in a black suit and horns. Quite chic, if I do say so myself!

This year, I decided to take on a bit of a challenge...let me explain.

When I was a kid in the 80s, my sister and my hands-down, absolute favorite Halloween special was The Worst Witch. Precursor to Harry Potter, Miss Cackle's school for young witches bore Mildred Hubble...the worst witch. Played by a young Fairuza Balk (of The Craft & Almost Famous), Mildred is a hapless, helpless witch-in-training, who gets stuck with a little tabby cat named Tabby, can't fly a broom without crashing, fails all her spellmaking, endures endless taunts by Ethel Hallow, and saves the day, earning her a special flying lesson with The Grand Wizard (the one and only Tim Curry.)

First, let me tell you how terrifically terrible this movie really is. If you've never seen it or it has been awhile, check it out on YouTube! Sure, it's in 8 parts, but it's all there...in all its awful special effects glory. 

So...back to the costume. I'm going to attempt a Mildred Hubble persona and Bubs is going as The Grand Wizard. I can't wait! Bits and pieces are already coming together...updates are soon to come :)

What about you...What's your favorite Halloween special? What's your costume this year?

What does this mean?!

It means I nearly fell of my chair laughing when I saw this LOLKitteh of one of my all-time favorite YouTube videos. Let the giggles commence!


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p.s. I love the Yosemitebear double rainbow video for a lot of reasons, but mostly because his gut, human reaction to completely freak out is really, truly hilarious and, to counter that, because he wasn't afraid to post that very real emotion on YouTube for the world to see. He's a good guy. I'm not laughing at him, so much as with him...well, maybe just a *little* at him, but all in good fun. Keep it real, Yosemitebear!

On the subject of flip flips...

Can I get a moment here? See those two flip flops? See how they don't match whatsoever, as one is brown leather and the other navy blue foam with white polka dots? Yep.  That's what I wore to the post office yesterday. I wish I were kidding. I wish it were on purpose. I'm fairly certain I'm losing my mind. For what it's worth, I laughed so hard I cried about it with Mom, who may or may not have done something very similar once.

Good times. That's all I can say.

list 15: most embarassing moments

Everyone has those moments you never, ever wish anyone would ever relive, but they're so funny you can't help but retell. These are a few of mine...because nothing is more humbling than a little humiliation amongst friends.

1. When I was about 13, I went to the mall with a group of girls to hang out and go to the movies. It was one of those things you did, hoping to catch the eye of a cute boy and awkwardly muddle your way through novice-level flirting. Of course, we didn't want our parents to drop us off anywhere near the entrance...that's entirely too embarrassing. Instead, we were dropped off waaaaaaay out at the far end of the parking lot. As my friends and I were walking toward the entrance of the mall, I spied a small group of completely cute boys about 100 yards away. Rather than watch where I was going, I watched the boys, and tried to keep up with my friends peripherally, which was disastrous. All I remember next was a loud GOOONNNNNNGGGG sound, opening my eyes to my friends looking down at me, as I lay flat on my back. I had walked, full-force, into a huge metal support beam and knocked myself out cold! All because I was looking at boys, God help me. Rather than feel badly at all, with no quiet escape home, I got to spend the rest of the evening being teased about the huge, purple goose-egg lump on my forehead. Not one of my finest moments.


2. Again, in 8th grade (apparently, a banner year for me), I was a football cheerleader and our coach was a tough cookie. For some odd reason, she had it in her head that hoop earrings were the devil. It was a home game and my mom and sister had come to watch me cheer. I was so excited! But then, as luck would have it, Coach Browning caught the glimmer of my hoop earrings. Yes, I knew the rules...but in all the excitement of the pre-game, I forgot to take them out. That woman yanked me out of that football game so fast it would make your head spin -- loudly -- and in front of our entire grandstand of fans. She didn't stop there. She chided me in front of everyone, mom included. Now, in 8th grade, I was a bit of a pistol. Did I keep my mouth shut? No. When I realized that reasoning and apologizing wasn't going to get me back to cheering, I freaked out and yelled right back. Again. Not very smart. I got to spend the rest of the half in the stands with my mom, freezing to death in a cheerleading skirt. Needless to say, that was the last year I tried out for cheerleading.
3. A number of years ago, I was driving along a busy multi-lane highway. The sun was shining and windows were down. Then, out of nowhere...I had to barf. Right. Now. Ohmygosh. Gonna barf. Holy crap, what do I do? It happened so fast, I couldn't pull over or anything! So, what do I do? I grab a Wendy's Biggie-sized cup and throw up in it. Oh, sure, seemed like a great plan...until it reached the top and I was still getting sick! (Did I mention I'm still driving, albeit radically, on the highway? Oh yes. I was praying to every saint I could think of to keep me safe because death by car accident because of random ralphing is just too humiliating for anyone.) At that point, I managed to grab a little garbage bag (which I now keep nearby at all times) and finished being sick into it, barfing, and driving with one hand. Honestly, I haven't a clue where I was going, but wherever it was, I got there safely and without throwing up on myself. What a day.

Aside from your run of the mill, laugh-til-you-pee-yourself, food-stuck-in-your-teeth kind of moments, those three are my top three most embarrassing moments. At least, those are the ones I can recall right now (denial does wonders for repression, let me tell you what.) If you know me, am I forgetting any other glorious, shiny moments of total humiliation? What are your most humiliating moments. Do tell :)

Put the Needle on the Record

So, the other day, I found myself in Best Buy with Bubs. He was looking for something ('something' is code for total geekfest EQII expansion, not that I would know anything about MMORPGs or anything...ahem.)

Anyway, back to my moment of duh.

We're casually cruising down the aisles on the way back to the front of the store and I see in my periphery two young 20somethings. I blurt out to Bubs (not very quietly, I may add),"Wow. Seriously? Who comes all the way to Best Buy for a calendar?"

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Only to have my darling husband then point out,"Those aren't calendars. They're records."

Fail.

P.S. Am I the only one who didn't know that Best Buy is selling vinyl? Sure, it's ridiculously overpriced, but still. They're records. At Best Buy. And that I was not expecting. I'll turn in my cool kid card at the door, thanks.

To My Bubs For His Birthday...

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Even though we're together, celebrating in Germany as I write this, I had to share Bubs' birthday with the world! This post in in celebration of the birth of my dear old husband. Cheers, my love!

Now, here's the funny bit about the above photo. For those of you who don't know us, my love is British. Technically. I mean, he has the red passport, the green card, the whole nine. But, the thing is, he's lived here in the States nearly his entire life...which means he doesn't have that lovely, lilty accent. So, of course, I tease him a bit (but only because I love him so!)

And to keep the giggles going...hers and his favorite Monty Python skits. I can't get through them without laughing tears and borderline hysteria. Enjoy :)

A funny thing happened on the way to the outlet mall...

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As much as I'd love to take credit for the following hilarious story, it is all my sister's doing. She even said to me, "Oh, this story so needs to go on your blog." And thus, I begin the story of my sister's ill-fated trip to the outlet mall.

Back Story: Sissy is freaking out a little bit about what to wear to the rehearsal dinner. She tells me a few days ago, "Oh, please don't ask. I just don't know yet. I have to try to put something together, but I'm not sure I have the perfect pieces."

Then, yesterday, I get this text message:

"I effed up im in mexico! I missed my exit and i had to go thru the mexico border! OMG pray for me please. Say a prayer we make it back to the usa!!!"

Of course, I had a baby heart attack and wrote her back and called her, trying to figure out why:
1. She was anywhere nearer to Mexico than she is normally...one of the side effects to living in SoCal.
2. If she needs me to fax her birth certificate or if I had to talk to a border guard to beg them to let her back in so she doesn't miss her flight home for the wedding in a few days!

The story goes something like this...

Sissy and her roommate CC got this great idea to go shopping and Sissy really wanted to find the outlet mall. She knew it was somewhere not too far away and after looking up the directions, realizes it's a pretty straight shot. Just take highway 5 all the way to Exit 1A. Yep. The first exit inside the States. Undaunted, they jump into the car and head out for a mini shopping adventure. Only they were having too much fun, apparently, because the next thing Sissy knows is CC is freaking out and yelling that she had missed the exit and they're now in Mexico and that CC doesn't have his driver's license! Sissy is yelling at the border gate lady, "Is there a place to turn around? I missed my exit!" And the lady just keeps flagging her forward and saying, "Go! Go!" So much for that idea.

Sissy is now freaking out, too, because getting into Mexico is as easy as missing an exit. So they're freaking out, trying to call some people, trying to figure out how to turn around. Now there tends to be some different traffic rules in foreign countries -- Mexico included. We decided to call it a traffic fiesta. So Sissy is driving around in this traffic fiesta, manages to find a McDonald's and they start to figure out how to make it back. Miraculously, Sissy finds some kind of roundabouts or something and gets back to the border. Where she gets to wait in traffic for 2. Whole. Hours. At this point, she tells me, "We're so hot. We're pissed off. I'm running low on gas and NO I DON'T WANT A CHURRO I JUST WANT TO GO HOME." (And, of course, I about died laughing.) She says to me, "No. You don't understand. It's not like it's missing the outlet to Jeffersonville and ending up in Cincinnati, folks. It's Hi. Mexico. We're in Mexico." And, of course, I laugh harder.

So, then comes the border patrol guy. Now, I don't know about you, but I'm fairly certain they're getting through because, really. Who in their right mind could make up a story like this?! Sissy hands the guard her ID and asks if she has a passport.

Sissy: "No. I don't have my passport. I'm not even supposed to be in Mexico."

Guard: (a bit confused) "Then what are you doing here?"

Sissy: "I got lost because I missed my exit looking for the outlet mall. Now, I just want to go home." (I can only imagine the look on the guard's face.)

The guard asked CC for his ID, which, of course, he didn't have.

Sissy: "No, he doesn't have his ID. We weren't planning on coming to Mexico. We were just trying to get to the outlet mall."

After the rigmarole the guards have to go through ("Is this your car, etc.") They let the two crazy Americans go home.

You know what? They didn't even make it to the outlet mall. I think that's the last time Sissy ever tries to discount shop!

The moral of the story: Make sure you carry your ID at all times, you aren't enjoying your road trip so much you miss an exit and end up in Mexico and that outlet mall discounts aren't always worth the hassle. Thanks to Sissy for the great story!!

Remembering the Irish in Halloween | Peterman's Eye

Remembering the Irish in Halloween | Peterman's Eye

This was too good not to share, Irish or no. Enjoy :)

And, of course, nothing beats a zombie cat.

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Happy Halloween, my pretties! Costume pics to come!

xo, Eve

Halloween Party Poop!

For years I've wanted to have a Halloween party and serve this kitty litter cake. Completely revolting and hilarious, just the way Halloween should be! Maybe this will be the year...

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Recipe courtesy Kristian Hoffman:

CAT LITTER CAKE RECIPE - A sure fire hit for the next family get together or party. WANT TO HAVE FUN AT A PARTY? PREPARE THIS RECIPE AND WATCH YOUR FRIENDS' FACES !!
[*NOTE: THIS CAKE CONTAINS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING THAT IS NOT EDIBLE!!*]
CAKE INGREDIENTS
1 box spice or German chocolate cake mix

1 box of white cake mix
1 package white sandwich cookies
1 large package vanilla instant pudding mix
A few drops green food coloring
12 small Tootsie Rolls or equivalent
SERVING "DISHES AND UTENSILS"
1 NEW cat-litter box
1 NEW cat-litter box liner
1 NEW pooper scooper
Prepare and bake cake mixes, according to directions, in any size pan. Prepare pudding and chill. Crumble cookies in small batches in blender or food processor. Add a few drops of green food coloring to 1 cup of cookie crumbs. Mix with a fork or shake in a jar. Set aside.
When cakes are at room temperature, crumble them into a large bowl. Toss with half of the remaining cookie crumbs and enough pudding to make the mixture moist but not soggy. Place liner in litter box and pour in mixture.
Unwrap 3 Tootsie Rolls and heat in a microwave until soft and pliable. Shape the blunt ends into slightly curved points. Repeat with three more rolls. Bury the rolls decoratively in the cake mixture. Sprinkle remaining white cookie crumbs over the mixture, then scatter green crumbs lightly over top.
Heat 5 more Tootsie Rolls until almost melted. Scrape them on top of the cake and sprinkle with crumbs from the litter box. Heat the remaining Tootsie Roll until pliable and hang it over the edge of the box.
Place box on a sheet of newspaper and serve with scooper. Enjoy!

Arrrrrrrrrrgh Ya Free Saturday Night?

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Welcome to the weekend, everyone!

Don't forget -- today is International Talk Like A Pirate Day. So, if you be not from the house of Ninja, throw on your favorite pirate shirt tonight and get yourself some booty.

P-)

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Happy Caturday!

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Brain Rot

Not feeling particularly inspired today. I blame the brain rot.

For now, here's a bit of drivel to keep you going until I can come up with something glorious.

xo

I Can Has Cheezburger

Children's dental aid FAIL

Police FAIL

No, thank you for the Penicillin.

Happy Caturday!

And one of my faves just for fun...

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