Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Tuesday Procrastination

I'd like to say that I'm writing this post today to share wonderful, humorous stories, awesome photos, delicious recipes and must-need info.

But I'm not.

I am actually writing this morning to stall for time. I'm putting off my mundane chores just a little longer. I keep telling myself I'll get started at 7:00. Then 8. Now I've convinced myself it will be warmer and more sunny at 9.

I spent Saturday afternoon priming some peeling woodwork around some exterior doorways. Today they need a fresh coat of paint. So does my back door, the inside trim... and my entire kitchen needs painted (which is NOT on my To Do List today).

It's kinda cloudy today. Gloomy. The kind of day that begs for an old movie, a bowl of chili and a comfy blanket. It's the kind of day that is great for staring out the window at the falling leaves, reading a new magazine, sipping hot coffee and wearing fun slippers.

It's the perfect kind of do-nothing you don't really have to do day.

But I have to.

Because I can't even think about getting ready for my Halloween party until this necessary stuff is done. That's always been an unsaid rule here.
"You want a party? Well, when everything else is done you can start getting cutesie with the decorations and details."

I really want this painting over with, too. I know I procrastinate too often. Snow will be flying if I keep going at this pace. It has to be done today! (At least get started by 10)...

The boys (son and son-in-law) helped me get my Halloween stuff down from the garage attic Sunday afternoon. Eleven trash bags and two Rubbermaid totes! Do you realize how much work it is to get these jumbled bags of tombstones, body parts, lights and pumpkins into some sort of proper party hosting shape?

And, I'm going to be very honest here....You know what makes me mad?

The people who have been invited to my COSTUME party that tell me they might come- but not dress up.
First of all, I tried to make it easy this year. It's a Vampire's Ball. Everyone must be a vampire. Easy stuff. Black pants, black shirt (or hoodie, even!), a little makeup to the face and - Presto-Change-o, you're a vampire!

Maybe I'm being petty, but if I'm going to all this trouble to have a big party, I think my guests should go to a little trouble to create a costume.

Or stay home.

Okay- on to other things...My loving husband turned 60 Sunday. We were married when he was 24. We've seen a lot of years together and hope to see many more. I love that guy!

I just wish he could retire today. I'm ready to move to the cabin (even as little as it is) and spend our days doing what we want to do. Seriously. I would sell everything I have right now if we could go there and stay...

But trim needs painting. Garden needs picked. Laundry needs folding. Supper needs planned.

Coffee break is over.
See ya all soon.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Frog Leg Friday At The Fish House Cafe

Every once in awhile, I get a wild urge to try and write a short story. And they usually end up being short. Like: 2 pages short. I never seem to finish them. I run out of steam and give up.
But I always have fun finding one that I started and put away somewhere.

And since I can't think of a blog topic today, I'm going to bore you with the beginning of a short story that I found stashed away in a mini-notebook. I stuffed it into a box of bills. Maybe it should have stayed there.
What do you think? Should I try to finish it?

   Josie applied the Pucker Pink nail polish with extra care that morning and added an extra boost to her red teased hair. And the "piece de resistance"- her leopard jumpsuit.

    It wasn't every day that her quaint little motel would have no vacancy. All the folks coming into town for the unveiling of the new casino had her booked solid for the next three months.

   Perhaps all her hard work had finally paid off. At least the few extra dollars had earned her the sexy black stilettos and the expensive "balconette" bra that she kept pushing up and adjusting.
Besides that, she looked marvelous. Although she still retained a bulge of stubborn love handles, her body had slimmed down nicely due to cases of Slim Fast and some little yellow pill a patron had recommended.

Josie felt sleek and beautiful. And she knew her customers would appreciate her fine sense of style. Was it such a bad thing that she flashed a little extra cleavage at the menfolk?

Of course, she wouldn't ever let it go further than a friendly tease- after all, she was a married woman. She and Stan had been married for thirty two years. And they had taken turns running the Two Rivers Motel for nearly as long. She worked day shift. Stan worked nights. They rarely saw one another except to arrange schedules and to balance the books. They had not shared a bed in over twenty years. Even at Christmas and New Years, the motel had to be open and running. They couldn't afford to close down for any type of holiday or refuse their best customers.

The motel was Josie's life. And one she knew she could never escape from.

However, now that the little town of Rebel was beginning to boom, Josie was excited about the prospects. She imagined new flowers in the window boxes, flat screen TV's in every room, and the stained shag carpeting replaced with a nice neutral Berber.

That morning, Josie stirred a bit of vodka into her coffee and took a long swallow. The sun was just coming up and she had awhile before last nights guests began to rouse and leave for breakfast.
The Fish House Cafe' was just a block away and known for their cheap, but appetizing breakfast buffet. Josie loved their evening salad bar and usually had Stan deliver her takeout before they changed shifts. And their All-You-Can-Eat weekend seafood specials were absolutely delicious!
Even though Patty Tyler's place was a bit run down, Josie knew that the casino would change all that. The vinyl chairs with their duct tape patches and the ceiling tiles with water spots would soon be a thing of the past. And once all the new business came pouring in, Josie hoped Patty would replace the plastic flowers with more sophisticated centerpieces.
Patty and Josie were completely opposite, but still good friends. Patty stopped by the motel a few days a week to share a drink- almost always some fruity, alcoholic mixture, complete with umbrellas and miniature swords for their cherries.
Josie always did everything with flourish.

Patty was not quite as flamboyant, shying away from any sort of animal print, tall heels, boob-age or flirtation. She had sensible style- preferring jeans, tee shirts and tennis shoes while working- as well as when entertaining friends. Comfort was a priority- besides, her customers came in the Fish House Cafe'  for good food- and nothing else. So far she had managed to make a profit and secretly hoped that her clientele would prefer home cooked meals over the ones being served at the casino.
Patty had never been married. In fact, her short hair and somewhat masculine manner always had customers questioning her choice of lifestyle. But those suspicions could never be further from the truth. She had just never found that special man. And at age forty, she had just about given up.

"Someday he'll walk right in that front door," she had told Josie. "He'll order a full stack of pancakes, black coffee, and leave a five dollar tip. Then he will come back and court me every day for six months. We'll get hitched at the Raccoon Creek Chapel, raise alpacas, and sell the cafe."
They both laughed.

But Patty had left Josie thinking about her own marriage. How weak and pitiful and unfulfilled it was!  She wished to Heaven that life could be as simple as Patty hoped.

She began to cry into her vodka-spiked coffee, as blobs of dime store mascara painted black lines down her face. How could she be so happy and so sad at the same time?

A red diesel truck disturbed Josie's pity party and she quickly readjusted her makeup, her jumpsuit and her smile- just as the jingle of the office door announced new customers. Two good old boys stepped inside- their young, muscular bodies tight beneath their faded jeans and J.C. Penny polos.
Josie licked her lips, smiled a toothy grin, and greeted them with a believably cheerful "Howdy!"

"What can I do fer y'all today?" she asked.
"Reservation for Montgomery", the short one said, staring at her atrocious garb.
Josie ran a glossy Pucker Pink nail down the ledger and verified their room.
"Two nights. Double beds. That will be $122. Cash or credit?"

Soon vehicles began pulling in and registering at the Two Rivers Motel. Josie was so busy that she didn't have time to brew another pot of coffee for the customers. Luckily it was a warm day and the patrons were toting coolers or taking advantage of the new soda machine that Stan had leased from his friend Roger Marriott. And Josie made a mental note to tell Stan what an excellent idea that had been.

By one o'clock, her rooms were completely filled and paid in advance. And most of her customers were already headed for the Nugget Casino down by the river.

Josie returned to her desk, flipped off her heels, unbuckled her bra, and collapsed on the pink daybed. There she fell asleep, dreaming of alpacas in leopard jumpsuits -eating stacks and stacks of Patty's pancakes.

Well, that's a far as I got! Feel free to leave an honest comment or criticism!
To be continued????

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Lip Tattoos and Other Things

Indulge me while I focus on my one and only thought these days: Halloween.

For those of you that have hosted parties, you know the planning and stress that goes along with such an event. There never seems to be enough time, money, or perfection. And not only do the decorations and props need to be organized, but there has to be attention made to clean spaces, extra toilet tissue, and in my case, sleeping arrangements.
I'm encouraging any "drinkers" to bring their tents and stay overnight. We will have a big fire and tiki torches and staying up past midnight.
I just hope the weather stays like this. That's another worry- but the forecast changes daily. We will just have to make do with what comes our way...

I found a great black skirt yesterday at Goodwill- it's long enough for a lady vampire and just $2. I picked up a pair of black dress pants for the husband, too, for the same price. Now- to find him a nice looking "vampire" vest...A bit of jewelry, a lot of makeup, and I've saved myself from investing in an expensive ready-made costume.

There is so many new items out for Halloween and my daughter Erin brought this one to my attention:

Here's what their website says about them:

About Us

The ultimate form of self-expression, the Violent Lips Collection offers a statement-making line of Lip patterns that range from bold animal prints and fun polka dots, to sexy fishnets and picture-perfect Glitteratti sparkle.
This innovative line of Temporary Lip Appliques will keep the print and color on your lips for up to 8 hours. Vitamin enhanced with a smooth feel and glossy finish, the appliques are easy to apply to lips of all sizes.
Violent Lips was created by entertainment industry veteran Jeff Haddad and his daughters Isabella and Sophia. Violent Lips is a line of natural and vitamin enhanced temporary lip tattoos that stay put from the stage to the after-party. These FDA approved, vegan lip tattoos, are tested on supermodels, not animals and made in America.
One pack of Violent Lips contains 3 applications. Follow the instructions on the back of each application or watch our online tutorials to help apply the product. The applique itself is applied and sealed using water much like a temporary tattoo. The patent-pending applique removes easily with mineral or baby oil and a textured wipe.

How cool is that?

I've noticed that they now have temporary FACE tattoos for Halloween. They are like the press-on fake tattoos that kids wear, but they fit over the entire face area. Saves all that painting and makeup, and they clean off with baby oil. Plus, you won't sweat or rub it off during a hard night of trick-or-treating!

Have you all started planning  Halloween festivities or a get together? 
Well, don't be a party pooper! The work is worth all the fun!

...At least I think so....

Monday, October 3, 2011

A Party To Plan

Last year we were so busy working on the cabin that I didn't get to have my annual Halloween party. I was pretty bummed about it. Throwing a costume bash had always given me something to look forward to. (It also gave me the incentive to clean my garage and sanitize the bathrooms...)

But, this year, I'm reviving the tradition! Yay! Although I am excited about the end result, I'm dragging my feet somewhat on all the preparation. I've decided to not be quite so detailed as in years past. It's nice to add the little touches, but there are some things people don't really notice and aren't worth the money or effort.

However, I do try to "haunt" the Goodwill and thrift stores for party items or use common objects in creative ways. My problem this year is getting my creative juices jump-started before the big weekend arrives!

I always plan my parties around a theme and this year it's going to be a Vampire's Ball!
Everyone has been asked to dress as vampires. I figure it will be inexpensive to find used articles of black clothing, apply some makeup effects, and still be warm at the same time. I'm hoping my guests will get creative about it, though- and think outside the box.
I also plan to get everyone to drag their lawn chairs to the roadside and wave at the cars before it gets too dark. Wouldn't that be a sight? And a great photo-op, too!

To cut costs this year I have asked everyone to bring finger food. I think this will definitely reduce some of the stress of trying to afford and display snacks and treats.
We will furnish a keg of "Blood Lite" and hot dogs, though.

My sister Linda is looking forward to the "Skary-oke", It's been a long time since we got together to act goofy, relax, and belt out an horrific rendition of "Who Let the Dogs Out" !
And even though it is Halloween, we ask our guests to kindly refrain from "Boo-ing". lol
(Can't wait, Linda!)

I figure a lot of black bats, bloody heads, and wooden stakes will be easy enough to find.
It's just planning the parking, food, decorations and seating..Plus getting my house clean.

Do you think they'd notice a few real cobwebs?