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Month: October 2016

Halloween Eve: It’s Pumpkin Carving Time

Halloween Eve: It’s Pumpkin Carving Time

It’s that time of year again on Halloween Eve to get a little bit crazy. There’s nothing quite like repeatedly stabbing a pumpkin with a knife and scooping out the guts while maniacally laughing to get you in touch with your psychotic side. In case you can’t already tell, I get a little weird around Halloween, ok? It’s normal.

This year marks the first year I’ve carved a pumpkin since middle school. That’s at least 8 years ago. How could I have gone 8 years without carving a pumpkin for Halloween? Shame on me. Needless to say, I was quite enthusiastic today when it came time to transform these pumpkins from woefully drab to fabulously frightening. Thankfully it didn’t end with a trip to the ER. Don’t play with knives, kids.

Of the two pumpkins my mom and I bought earlier in the month, I chose to carve the smaller and wonkier one. Continuing with my love of odd and quirky things, this pumpkin is as odd and quirky as a normal pumpkin can be. Trust me. I wanted a kooky-looking pumpkin to match the kooky-looking smile I planned to carve on its face. And if that didn’t sound a bit like something disturbing the Joker would say, I don’t know what would. I’ve clearly been watching too many Batman movies.

As I’m sure you know, the first step to every pumpkin carving process is to cut a hole in the top and use your hand to scoop out the innards while squeezing the orange slime between your fingers (gross sound effects optional). Of course when I opened my pumpkin, I got a little surprise. There were not one, not two, not three, but nine little seeds sprouting roots inside my pumpkin. One had grown to the point that it was already green. INSIDE MY PUMPKIN. Science, how is this possible? (Can you tell how confused I am by my use of italics and capital letters?) Naturally, I just had to plant a few of them in a flower pot in the backyard. My fingers are crossed they’ll grow!

All in all, my mom and I spent about a good hour and a half Halloween-ifying these pumpkins. And considering our carving skills are more than a bit rusty, I’m quite pleased with the final results. These jack-o-lanterns are more than ready to light up our front porch tomorrow night. Happy Halloween Eve!

 

Unique Objects: Little, Black, Button-Eyed Cat

Unique Objects: Little, Black, Button-Eyed Cat

On one fateful day (October 15, 2016 to be exact), I purchased from a local craft fair a unique object that I still continue to obsess over 10 days later: a little, black, button-eyed cat.

My mom and I attend the Pick-A-Dilly craft fair every single year, and it’s a wonderful experience every single time. In all honesty, it’s a real struggle to not just throw my money at every single booth and buy every single thing I see because it’s all so good. But I have to spend my money wisely or else I’ll be broke. I don’t want to be broke.

To protect my bank account, my strategy for craft fairs is this: I compare them to a treasure chest. The majority of jewels in the chest are mesmerizing, but you have to really dig to discover that priceless jewel. It just so happened this time around, I discovered my priceless jewel within the first five minutes.

As someone who appreciates the weird and the quirky, I always search for objects that other people may not find attractive. This little, black, button-eyed cat definitely fits the bill for weird and quirky. I knew I just had to have it the moment I laid eyes on it. Do you ever see something, and you know that it’s meant to be? This was clearly meant to be.

This unique object is the perfect combination of creepy and cute and odd with it’s crooked ears and button eyes. Those buttons are what initially drew me in, adding the perfect touch of eeriness to an otherwise mostly average cat. Not only are the buttons genius, the fabric is as well, expertly manipulated to feel stiff and appear intentionally dirty. It reminds me of what a well-loved, stuffed toy might have looked like during the 1800s. And we all know that toys from the 1800s are haunted. Haunted toys are my favorite kinds of toys.

But what I truly love about this stuffed cat is the fact that it is a handmade, one-of-a-kind item. It was stitched with love (or ill intent if we’re going with the haunted toy story), and when I look at it, its personality shines through. It’s an odd, quirky, little cat that, if you let your imagination run wild, might just have some sinister motives.

In other words, it’s purrfect.

For only $8.50, this is by far my favorite craft fair purchase of all time. Of course, I also bought seven other adorable items from this same booth. Clearly my treasure chest strategy didn’t last long. Finally, to give credit where its most certainly due, Zoya Rausch of “One of a Kind by Zoya” created this little, black, button-eyed cat as well as a multitude of other (more conventionally attractive) decorative pieces.

 

The Spirit of October

The Spirit of October

What is it about the month of October that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside? Is it the cool breeze that gently ruffles my hair? The fuzzy sweaters that are perfect for snuggling? Or the leaves that transform into a kaleidoscope of colors?

Well it’s certainly none of the above. Why? Because Texas is still hot as heck, and the leaves always seem to rudely ignore miss the changing colors memo. But it’s not all bad here in the Lone Star State. At least we still have pumpkins. That’s important. I honestly can’t think of anything that tops pumpkins in a month practically dedicated to these giant, orange fruits. (Yes, pumpkins are fruit.)

I’ve been excited for October since September 1st. Well technically I’ve been excited since November 1st of 2015. It wasn’t until last month however when my excitement finally overflowed that I embellished my house with both fall and Halloween decorations. Yes, I am that person who decorates for a holiday at least one month in advances, and yes, my enthusiasm is just that fanatical. Furthermore, I can guarantee my Christmas tree will be lit and adorned on the first of November.

But in all seriousness, thinking about October gets me all giddy and bubbly. It feels like I’m greeting a dear friend I only see once a year. Even though I don’t experience cold weather or colorful leaves and wearing a sweater in Texas is basically begging for heatstroke, just knowing it’s October is enough for me. The spirit of October is enough.

Because when I think about October, I think about comfort and earth and purity, and when combined with the cinnamon-and-spice scented candles in my kitchen and the pumpkins at my front door, it’s the perfect combination of the intangible and the tangible that produces the rush of happiness in my veins I’m practically addicted to this time of year.

On a side note, I believe it’s worth mentioning I’m listening to Christmas music while writing in a room filled with Halloween decorations about my love for October.