Monday, October 29, 2007





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Ghostly goblins witches brew
Tonight we’ll have a scare or two
Candy Corn and chocolate sweets
Costumed children in the streets
Pumpkin eyes that glow at night
With hollow insides firelight
Monsters up and down the block
Run inside and doors do lock
They hunt for candy far and wide
If you have none, you better hide
Ghostly goblins can be mean
So have a Happy Halloween




TRICK OR TREAT, TRICK OR TREAT, GIVE ME SOMETHING GOOD TO EAT!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN

I have been very busy writing for a contest. I wrote nine stories in a matter if three days, needless to say my mind is “humming” to a close. I do not know if I have it in me to write any more. I love the challenge of a contest, but to get as many stories as you can in one week is very difficult.

I chose to stop if I felt the integrity of my writing was going to be compromised. I didn’t write just to win I accepted the challenge to see how far I could stretch my mind. These titles were not picked by me so I had to write according to the titles.

My stories can be found on Helium. (Just click onto the Helium sign on the bottom of this page) The categories I wrote in were: Death Wish, Solitude, Memory Loss, Despair, Shame, Serenity, Rumors, Lies, and Birth.

I read a lot of articles that others wrote and I must say that I really thought some of them were really good. So while you’re in there take a peek at what some of the others wrote to.

Friday, October 19, 2007

Halloween Goblins




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Halloween a night that’s fun, till the ghostly goblins come.

Then I hide under my bed, I don’t want to see the walking dead!

I close my eyes and start to say, make the goblins go away.

I peek a little here and there; I see a very scary stare.

My hair stands on its very ends, these monsters are my very friends.

With bags of treats they stand about, till the candy I give out.

Then on their way off down the street, to scare and get more trick or treat


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10/19/2007



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Sunday, October 14, 2007

A Bit of a Scare




Halloween a night of fright,
Trick or treat something’s not right.

Ghosts are running down the street,
I fear the goblins I might meet.

I look to the left and then the right,
I see a very scary sight.

Right before these eyes of mine,
Someone’s mooning his behind.

L.A. Hardt 10/15/07

I WON! FIRST PLACE AT HELIUM HOBBIES & GAMES CATORGORY


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How strange is this? I had taken this picture the summer of last year. It was a trap that catches yellow jackets. You use a sweet treat in the bottom of the jar that attracts them, they can get in and they are not supposed to be able to get out it.

Looks like they liked the treat so much they set up home in the jar. So much for not getting out!

I was going through pictures and found this one thought I’d share it. (I do not recommend this trap for use.) Although this isn’t “Halloweenish” it is pretty scary.




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Thursday, October 4, 2007

This Months Mood Halloween


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When I was a kid I loved Halloween. I couldn’t wait to get dressed up and get out the door just to go trick or treating. My sisters and I would hurry go out go through the neighborhood and yes, we did reach into our bags and eat some of the goodies that people dropped in. We even got apples, oranges, and bags of popcorn, all without incident and razor blades.

If my sisters and I finished our collecting of sweet morsels early we would go home and change our costumes and go out again. Of course we carried an old sock filled with flower that we would hit each other with and anyone else that came at us yielding the loaded sock. We also had large pieces of chalk that we would also chalk each other with too.

I never recalled getting hit with eggs, or being afraid. We all walked in groups and laughed and clowned around with each other. The worst that we probably did was ring doorbells and run.

A HAUNTING IN BROOKLYN IN THE 50'S (COPY AND PASTE LINK)
http://www.helium.com/tm/630323/haunting-brooklyn-50sshe-child

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Monday, September 24, 2007

Officially Fall







Well it is now officially Fall, although the weather is still very nice all the leaves are on the trees and the summer patio furniture is still out in the yard. The schools are open and the mornings are filled with the sound of school buses picking up children. I want to hang onto the summer as long as I can. There is a certain kind of feeling that summer has, I don’t want to let it go.

In the stores all the Halloween things are out, I can’t believe it’s almost here. Over the weekend a friend sent a picture of an early Halloween sighting.




CHICKY CORN VAMPIRE




I would definitely pass the word around to watch out for teeth marks in the chicky corn!





Hmm... might make for a good story "Chicky Corn Vampires".



Below is part of my story "Tunnel Vision," you can read about it by clicking on the Heluim "Go".

Sounding nervous DJ blurted out. "This sure is freaky! Does anyone believe in Aliens?" He really wasn't kidding when he said it; he wanted to see how his partners would react to his question.

Monday, September 17, 2007

The One That Got Away




ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"Possum Catcher" as Puppy

Just the other day I was on the phone with my friend (yeah the one who I am waiting for, to finish her book), we were discussing dogs. She is looking for one, I on the other hand have mine, and he has brought me much joy and needless to say some real surprises in our lives.

My dog is a Jack Russell terrier named Freddie. No, I didn’t name him, my daughter did (funny my daughter seems to be around for names). Anyway he was her dog and somewhere along the line, now he’s my dog. He wasn’t being good at her house; in fact he was just a puppy and was bossing her older dog around. Hmm, I wonder if he learned that from…well never mind, the fact is he was dominating the older dog. Not to mention he wasn’t on his best behavior, getting into things, and his poor bathroom habits (the floor, ugh).

Freddie was about six months old when he came to live with us” his adoptive parents”. He was always very good here; perhaps some things are just meant to be. He came into my life at such a perfect time and we truly enjoy him, except for those occasional times that he brings us his surprises. (Some have set my heart pounding!)

We have a doggie door which allows Freddie the freedom to go in and out. He also loves to climb on the back of the couch and look out the window into the yard; he owns...his turf…ruler of chattels. If a bird should land on his ground, he immediately goes out chasing them away. He does the same if he sees an animal on TV, he runs over barking and trying to chase it off the TV. Sometimes when an animal on the TV leaves he jumps on the couch looking out the window to see if it has gone into his yard.

He has brought us snakes (garden snakes) but to me they could have been rattlers or pythons, I screamed just the same. We chase him around, get him to drop it and then let the creature go into the woods behind the yard. Recently, he came into the house and ran past me very quickly, I immediately knew something wasn't good. I called him to come to me, he does… struts’ in like “What? I didn’t do anything!” He almost gets away with it, when I spot the two legs hanging out of his mouth! Drop it I yell, drop it! He opens his mouth and the frog falls to the floor, I grab it and again let it loose in the wild. This frog was lucky, most are not.

Then there was the night I was watching TV my husband upstairs, (shaving or something). Freddie is in the yard barking and right when I was going to see what he was up to, he stopped, I relaxed back onto the couch enjoying the show. A few moments later I hear the doggie door, I look over and here comes Freddie. Panic immediately grips me! In his mouth almost the same size as him was a possum…DEAD! He drops it on the floor in the hall between the kitchen and the den, looks over at me very proud of himself, he then takes off upstairs to get my husband to show him what he caught.

Now I am alone with the dead possum, I know I have only moments to get it up and out of here before the dog comes back to get it. Getting off the couch, my mind is thinking how I am going to pick it up, maybe with a towel. I would have to hurry Freddie would be down…suddenly as I approached… the possum stands up! I start screaming so loud that I was sure my neighbors were going to be at the door thinking I was being murdered. I am screaming for my husband, and I do mean screaming!

The possum goes into the kitchen, my heart pounding in shear panic, I am peeking around the corner in the hall (far enough away) still screaming, but keeping enough wits about me to try and see where it was going, it passes the doggie door and scoots into the dining room.

The dinning room was dark and of course led back into the center hall that could take you anywhere in my house. I stopped screaming by now, I hear my husband talking to the dog. I cautiously back track to the den, into the back of the center hall, I slowly go down the hall looking at every opening that the possum could come out of. I get to the stairs and yell up to my husband, to get down I need him. The thought occurs to me, what if the possum went up stairs, now I am totally freaked out again because I really have no idea where it is.

Freddie comes down with my husband and starts to go where he had left his find. I snatch him up, didn’t want the possum to get him (what was I thinking.) I am holding the dog he is wiggling around in my arms trying to get down, I am yelling at my husband because he never heard me screaming, telling him I could have been killed, and he would never even know it was happening. It was the gleam in his eye that made me stop yelling at him… back to the possum I told myself.

With Freddie wiggling and whining to get down we look around but can’t find the possum. I am starting to panic again; my husband says maybe it went outside when I was in the hall. I wasn’t buying that! We are both standing in the den when he turns to me and says,” Put the dog down.” I didn’t want to do that not with the possum in the house. My husband then tells me if we wanted to find the possum the dog would show us. I reluctantly put him down, he immediately went to where he first dropped it, sniffed around and then ran into the dining room and started to bark under the china cabinet.

My husband picked up the dog handed him back to me, bent down and sure enough there was the possum. My husband called my son, and together they got a large fishing net and where able to corner it and take it out of the house. Talk about the one that got away.
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Friday, September 14, 2007

End of Summer Draws Near




As the end of summer draws near (September 23rd), and the air chills, life seems to wind down. I am never ready to wind down, summer ends too quickly. Don’t get me wrong, I like the fall and love the spring, on the other hand I am fond of a freshly falling snow (without the wind), it has a very peaceful fresh sort of feeling. But I do get tired of the freezing temperatures or driving on icy streets trying to get somewhere.

I also promise myself that this year will be different, (I seem to do that year after year) but I somehow fall short of making a real difference. I am promising myself that I will be more dedicated to getting my book finished, or at least working on it. I am also going to be very persistent in pestering my friend to work on her book. If she can get that finished I will at least finally know the ending, and it will leave her more time to nag me.

This time of year I feel like having Toffee Bars. I have a recipe from my mother in-law, I could almost taste them. I’ll give you the recipe so you can enjoy them as much as I do; it is almost like an old fashion toffee candy

Preheat oven 350
1 cup butter or margarine 1 cup brown sugar
1 tsp vanilla 2 cups sifted all purpose flour
1 6-ounce package (1 cup) semi sweet chocolate pieces
1 cup chopped California walnuts

Thoroughly cream together butter, sugar, and vanilla. Add flour, mix it well. Stir in chocolate and walnuts. Press the mixture into ungreased
151/2 X101/2 X1-inch jelly roll pan.

Bake in moderate oven (350) about 25 minutes or until browned. While still warm, cut in bars or squares. Cool before removing from pan.
Makes about 5 dozen

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