The Tales of Halloween
Once there lived a big scared cat and a little scaredy cat... one pitch black very dark night...
Finally, still baffled, I turned my phone back on and heard that same scary song coming from the screen. Well, duh! Suddenly the whole night was not so scary.
Well, yeah. You know it's I who be the scaredy cat... and Callie too!
So Although I struggle with sleep, tonight I decided to watch some YouTube and wonder of wonders, I drifted off... I've been known to knock out one of my own front teeth with an iPad after falling asleep... I can't do that any more! However, tonight I must have dropped my cell phone into my lap and somehow hit the button to cast what I was watching to the TV... Our TV was left on a really loud volume... I was watching Jenny Penton draw... and her music was rather fanfarish and scary... imagine drowsing off and suddenly an empty room blares into song? Oh my gosh! I could hear my son snoring in his room... (he can be really loud! )
I'll admit. It scared me ... so I quickly turned my phone off... the music stopped... I thought it stopped because the intruder (armed with tunes) was aware of me! Suddenly... my bed shook... I felt something creeping toward me and it pounced on my stomach...
For way too many minutes I just froze... my spirit animal must be a bunny or a deer in headlights... I finally realized that Callie was the interloper on my lap. Miss Independent had jumped down at that first, startling note from her chosed "Princess and the Pea" stack of blankets in the laundry room where she adoress to sleep above the mundane...
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Yep. That's my bed. I decided I was 70 years old almost and I have no daughters, grandchildren, or daughters in law. My son absolutely wouldn't care if he snuggled under a quilt or a rag rug as long as he's cozy... So I crawl under a beauty ......stitched by my mother, quilted by one grandmother, bound by the other grandmother... Therein I have discovered the meaning of a comfort quilt...
AFTER THIS NIGHT OF TERRORS... I NEED IT!
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Our New Jersey GRANDS send us Moon Cakes, and so I carry on my Delta raising by sending them Moon Pies---what else do you deem proper to serve at a Moon Tea? Little roulades of green cheese, or crescent scones? Lunar Tuna sandwiches? Oh, please put my name on the list! Hats and broom, Will Travel.
That three-sets-of hands quilt is a family treasure, and lots of people, right now, already love it with you.