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do the right thing!
just for fun
we have 4 spooktacular winners!
♥ HAPPY HALLOWEEN! ♥
Goth Greetings to all ye goodly ghosts and goblins!
Where did October go? How time flies when you’re having fun! We thoroughly enjoyed hosting all our special guests and thank everyone for reading and commenting on the interviews.
Today, we’re pleased to announce the winners of the giveaways for these three books:
- Apple by Nikki McClure
- The Goodbye Cancer Garden by Janna Matthies and Kristi Valiant
- The Power of Poppy Pendle by Natasha Lowe.
Naturally, we wouldn’t dream of asking anyone other than the ever reliable, extremely flirtatious intelligent numerical genius Monsieur Random Integer Generator to help us pick the winners.
As you can well imagine, Monsieur Generator’s services are in constant demand. Such a busy, busy boy. We had to utilize state-of-the-art vampire bat echolocation to determine his exact whereabouts. We tracked him from the balmy Promenade des Anglais in Nice to the hills of San Miniato in Tuscany, where he was sniffing out white truffles before proceeding to London’s West End, where he will star in a new production of “The Count of Monte Crisco,” part of a new campaign to imprison those who promote trans fats in the human diet.
a little spook show
Thought you might like to see some of the decorations from this amazing Halloween party we attended in our neighborhood. The hosts are diehard Halloween junkies who transformed their house and yard into all that is weird, scary, and macabre. Rattles, screams, creaks, billows of smoke, chain clanking and a lot of mmmmwwaahahahahahahaha’s!
Inside, an incredible spread complete with meatballs, fried shrimp, little pizzas, chili casserole and a cool treats table where you could scoop up candied popcorn, lollies, candy corn, gummy worms, and chocolate eyeballs. Popeye and Olive Oyl, Tin Man, Cowardly Lion, a Jaw Breaker Machine, beautiful princesses and adorable Owlettes wearing striped neckties were in attendance. Enjoy!
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autumn amblings, or, cornelius falls for fall
~ by Mr. Cornelius, especially for Julia
Oh hello!
Do you know what the best part of Fall is?
It could be crunching leaves under your boots,
finding tree faces,
or going to the pumpkin farm!
I like all the funny bumpy squashes and gourds,
diving into the candy bin,
playing with the tractors and miniature horses,
doing daredevil stunts,
lending an ear,
liking dem apples,
baby, you can drive my car!
BUT. There’s something else that tops all.
Mmmmm! This one’s still warm. Can you smell those cinnamon-y apples?
Apple Pie is a really really good part of Fall.
But even better is adopting a pumpkin friend and making him feel at home.
Don’t worry, we won’t carve him.
Come visit us soon, Julia —
before giant pumpkins take over the world!
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.” ~ Emily Bronte
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P.S. Posting may be sporadic this week because of Hurricane Sandy. Wishing the best to all my East Coast friends. Stay safe and good luck!
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friday feast: chocolate mustache party!
If you were a chocolate mustache,
And I were a peanut-butter purse,
Then we would be living somewhere
Else in the universe.~ J. Patrick Lewis (“Elsewhere in the Universe”)
I’ve always said the best poems are the ones that feel like they were written just for you.
Well, the one and only J. Patrick Lewis, our much beloved Children’s Poet Laureate, has written an entire book of poems just for me! Look:
He actually had me at the title — I’ve made no secret about my obsession with mad love for chocolate and mustaches. But when I opened this bountiful feast of 125 funny, cuckoo, clever, punderful, endearing, burp-inducing, useful, snorty, short, twisty, wacky, vigorously vivacious verse, I totally flipped out of town. My tines tingled, my spoons swooned, my knives knocked.
“Dang, he’s good!”
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