Welcome to the 3rd annual
I've really been looking forward to this time of year.
Been on the lookout for the first pumpkins of the season to reach the grocery stores.
We always get one and carve it right away.
If you add powdered cinnamon and nutmeg to the inside lid,
it smells incredible once the candle is lit!!!
Haven't found the pumpkins yet but I did find these,
I took Helena with me to the apartment office to get a parcel :-)
It was gorgeously overcast & sprinkling...
on our way she started picking up as many pine-cones
as she could hold...
one of the guys in the office was kind enough to offer us a
plastic bag for her to use...
well she ended up bringing around 40 pine-cones home!
She kept going back for them, because she felt bad for the ones left behind.
This is what became of some of them...
Next week I'll show you the
pine-cone Bigfoot she's putting together.
If you know me, even just a little bit, you know
that it's always Halloween around here.
We use any and all happy occasions
to have a Halloween 'party'
I've always been this way.
even if it's just a few creepy stories
or a drive out to a local 'haunted' area.
If it's creepy, I like it and it puts me in a festive mood.
Especially with books.
I remember being around 8 or so and reading books
I wasn't supposed to be reading.
If it was in the bookshelf, I read it.
My mother tried buying me books
she deemed age appropriate.
one of them was this one..
It was pretty good...it wasn't the Amityville Horror, but I enjoyed it.
Twin girls buy an old trunk at an auction and find a Ouija board inside under
a bunch of scraps of fabric.
One girl gets hooked playing it
and she becomes possessed.
Yup, I was eight when I read it:)
I'm guessing my mom didn't read the back of the book.
It was for kids though.
Anyhow, good overcame evil...so it had a positive ending.
It's funny how the Ouija design is so popular,
Here's a link to the recipe
Ive even seen furniture.
I have a story about a Ouija
from an old Haunted Humpday
if you're interested.
When I was fifteen I had an actual Ouija board...
A friend of mine would come over and we'd ask it all the usual sillyquestions.
There was one 'spirit' that seemed to hate my friend,
It would tell him it was going to kill him and it would curse at him endlessly.
My friend often accused me of manipulating the planchette,
But I never did...
I ended up throwing it out one morning after a few weeks
of feeling the end of my bed move,
sort of like when an animal jumps up on it.
Since I had stored the board under my mattress, it kind of
freaked me out a little.
Unfortunately, I didn't cover up the board when I threw it out..
when my mom went later to add some trash to the bin.. she saw it.
After She lectured me on the evils of the board,
she told me a story about my uncle's best friend...and why I should never use
any kind of spirit board again.
Now come sit here next to me...
if we're close enough, we shouldn't get too scared.
according to my uncle
this happened when he was around twelve.
His friend Joe, decided to 'borrow' his older sister's Ouija board.
They brought it out late one night...it was a small group of kids,
including my uncle, Joe,
Joe's younger brother and a couple of older cousins.
They started off asking if there was anyone there...it didn't repond..
they asked it if it wanted to speak to them...no answer...
after a while of this, they got bored and started taunting the 'spirits'
mocking them and laughing loudly at their own jokes.
Joe decided it might be fun to burn the board.
He got up and went to grab the board off the table
when they heard a tapping at the kitchen window.
They turned to look and of course didn't see anything.
another three taps rang out of the darkness
this time on the ceiling above them.
all of a sudden
the board fell off the table and struck Joe's brother.
He got up and ran towards his parent's bedroom.
Joe stopped him before he could wake them and get them all in trouble.
The board was put away and everyone got ready for bed..trying to
pretend that nothing had happened.
The next day
my uncle went home and life resumed..
He didn't see his friend for at least a month..
by then he had heard that Joe's brother had been killed
by their own father.
It seems that they were all on their way to a family gathering and
the youngest was told to go open the gates to the driveway.
Their dad backed out but did not see his son and ran him over.
When my uncle finally spoke to Joe he got
more detail on the days and nights leading up to
Joe said that for a couple of weeks his brother
was having nightmares
& he'd wake up screaming.
He kept saying the evil had marked him
and was coming for him.
His dreams included playing with the board
and seeing a strange creature hovering over constantly.
The day before he died, he'd told told Joe that he
felt like he was going to die soon.
I guess my mom told me this story
to scare me...I found it morbid and sad.
It must have worked because
I never played with a Ouija again.
That's it for this installment of Haunted Humpday...
you know the drill,
leave a comment
and you might win this woolen planchette I felted.
I doubt it.
Thanks for stopping by!!