Happy Halloween!!!

Yaya, I have been quite out of it the last few days, and something has definitely been going on at my house. To give you some of the minor details, sometime over the last three days, on the outside of my house, the roof has curled up at the edges, the pale yellow paint has turned grey, the windows are tinted black, my beautiful garden, although late in the season, is completely dead, moss is hanging over all the trees, it truly looks like a haunted house, not my home. Even my broom, laid limp, near the door, no flying power, nada. I may be a witch, but we do not consider this a haunted house, a witches' home, yaya, I suppose a bit on the edge, but most of the time happy.

So something got me, I'm not quite sure what it was. I'm not sure if it was a spell, a potion, the evil eye, a warlock, or what? But it got me, and it got me good, knock me right off my heels, landed me right on my back, and I was practically lifeless for three days straight. Thank goodness for my dear Abagail, she was able to help a bit, but then she caught it too, not to the extent that I had it, she was sick, but able to function to a degree.

After the first night, the visitors started. The first was my little dog that died a few years ago. He laid on the bed next to me, like he always did when I was sick in the past. I told him, I missed him, and loved him, but my two little guys were good protectors. He stayed maybe five minutes and then disappeared. Then in the middle of the night something woke me. Or should I say someone, hit me on my right hip twice. I always sleep towards the left side of the bed, so its kind of an awkward jester. I thought, 'that's weird.' And wondered, who was that? The second night, again, I was sleeping, on my right side, near the left side of the bed, and felt someone sit down. I opened my eyes, and saw the sheets being pulled, kind of rounded, as if an invisible person was sitting there, I put my hand there, to feel, I couldn't feel anything. I fell back to sleep for a few minutes and could feel who ever breathing, sitting right next to me. By then I couldn't take it anymore, and started to break down, and called my doctor, no not a witch doctor, a real MD. He told me to take my meds, that I hate to conform to, but I put myself together, mix those meds up into a little potion, witch included some Canada Dry Ginger Ale, in hopes of a quick rescue. Come on, there was no way, I was going to the ER, Halloween Morn to meet my doctor, no matter how handsome he may be, set another date, maybe. I tried to relax a while, shortly, a second visitor was standing over me, pulling at my nightgown. I woke up again, and looked up, and said, "if you want me, I'm not ready, and I'm not going." That was it, for the visitors upstairs, they finally got the message and let me rest and recover. But little did I know what was going on downstairs with my baby Abagail...

It seems while I was fighting my ghosts upstairs, Abagail had her share of floating ghosts downstairs. At sixteen, the poor child, is still a bit skittish, I suppose somethings you never get used to, like ghosts suddenly appearing out of no where. Well, first she was in the kitchen, and she saw the ghosts in the front yard, and she turned off the lights, so they wouldn't see her, silly girl. Then in a second they were behind her in the center hall moving in the speed of light, one second there, and then they were gone, playing little tricks with your mind. Playful sorts, but usually harmless, only alarming if you let them get to you. Yaya, I'll have to calm her down, she will have to get used to ghosts, it will be a part of life.

Anyway, so now that we are all back on track, so much for Halloween Eve Mischief, those teenagers looking for fun should have been in my house last night. And now it is the greatest holiday of all, "Halloween." And although we are getting off to a late start, we will be ready for all the festivities, and I hope you will be as well. Boots will be polished, best skirts and capes pressed, hats steamed, a new pair of seamless tights in order, and brooms supercharged for later on. I've got my brew on, in my best cauldron, mind you, lots of great sweets, that's treats, and you'll have to imagine the tricks we have planned, I can't tell you everything. So for now, I have to get dressed, and then round up the girls, first we will jump over the fences, (so always be careful, what side of the fence you stand on) then later we will cruise over by the moon. So if your a witch, come on over and join us, if not, come on over and watch, and if you want to be a witch, come on over too, we are always looking for new sisters. Have a Happy, Happy Halloween, Happy Haunting!!!

FYI Never show a Ghost your afraid, they love to spook you...

Mischief Night, Halloween Eve

So the word is out, "they" are going to try to keep teenagers off the streets on 'Mischief Night' and no 'trick or treating' (for teenagers) on Halloween. These kids, excuse me, young adults, are up to no good, yaya, pranksters are not at all interested in the holiday. They are using it as an excuse to roam the streets as masked men and women. All I can say is BEWARE of where you tread, if you still young, but fun trickers dare to 't-p' my house, smash my pumpkins, egg my house, cover my path, plants, or house with shaving cream, or hurt anyone close to me, may a higher power save you! I already warned you, I sleep with my eyes open, let alone when I am awake. Remember the blonde who gave me the finger? And, I'm not the only witch out there...

I remember growing up, we had a long driveway, with electric gates and cameras at the base of the driveway. So it was Halloween, and some trick or treaters came and rang the bell at the gate. My brother decided to have some fun, he let them in. The gate closed behind them. They came up the driveway for treats, and on their way down, my brother came out in a Gorilla costume, on a minibike and chased them down the driveway! He really is a nice guy.

Yaya, Beware, you never know who are messing with...

Halloween Villians?

So its Halloween week, all the prepping, and its creeping up like a cute little tarantula, sweet! The other day, I was looking through some old pictures, and found past Halloween photos of Abagail. I had honestly forgotten all the characters she had dressed up as, to go to school. Abagail, I'm sure pretty much covered the gamete, she was a bumble bee, the Snow Queen, a Devil, Belle, an Egyptian, a Cowboy, a Mad Scientist, Cinderella, and so on, but she almost always came home and changed into 'something more comfortable,' her old witch 'costume.' I'm not so sure I would call it a costume, funny, that dress, she never seemed to outgrow, from three years old to fifteen, I can't seem to explain it, just one of those things, you know? No explanation.

This year, Halloween is focused on 'Villains,' that are seductive and powerful. Remember, we are strong and tough, yaya, but we can still fall in the 'Princess Category.' Being a Princess is almost an escape, holding almost every fantasy we could wish for, even though, it may not really be all it is cracked up to be, oh well, its fun to play. Now what will be in Abagail's, or your Villains bag of tricks? Lots of fun make up, yaya, sweets too, but we need the goodies for spells and potions without fail. So off to the market, for the following shopping list: eye of newt (what the heck is a newt?), vampire's breath (yummy), root of hemlock (?), slugs and snails (send the kids out to catch them), dragon scales (I'll call Fiona), bats wing (I'll check my house), toad warts (I have an abundant supply), pixie dust (check the willow tree) and toe nails (I have a few, can always use extra). We can mix these ingredients in all different combinations for all different brews for varying spells from mild to extremely wicked. Check the big book, or email me, but be careful what you wish for...

I'll check back tomorrow on Halloween activity and updates with the girls.

A Wedding Like Never Before

So this weekend Angelica and Giovanni tied the knot, made it legal, went for the gold, what ever you want to call it, yaya, they did it, beyond, yaya (I know, again) but this was amazing, off the charts; a wedding beyond spells, hexes, potions and levitation. The moon was right, I suppose, because something so powerful happened, it was surreal.

Angelica and Giovanni, may be a special gift for each other, and are lucky (?) to have found one another in this crazy world. I, personally do not believe in luck, I think it is more a matter of destiny, but everyone has an opinion, right? But the wedding was really the after thought of their meeting, and courtship, and it was about "Love and Happiness," witch is most important in life, as quoted by Angelica's son, Reyes. Angelica was glowing with love and I cannot remember her ever being this happy, she was absolutely radiant. Definitely, the most beautiful woman in the room, and undoubtedly the most gorgeous bride, I was getting teary eyed this afternoon talking to Reyes about how beautiful she looked.

It was a relatively small wedding, by our standards, but last night it seemed just perfect. The House was the decorated, like out of a magazine, with big fires roaring in the fireplaces, one in and one out. The crowd of about eighty people, mostly close family were entertained by a great band of five pieces. You do know that the sisters love to dance, well something very powerful was happening on that dance floor. The four of us, Jemini, Larabee, Fiona and I, were all in black, yaya, no surprise; Angelica was in a light cream dress, stunning. People were lined up along the side of the dance floor just watching us. The bonding and power within and among us is so strong it is like chains holding us together, and when our mom joined us, I swear the six of us levitated off the floor. Everyone joined in, my brothers, my sisters in laws, Abagail, Ivy, Eve, Logan, all the nieces, nephews, the power became stronger and stronger, it was amazing. A great, great time, off the charts! Everyone just so happy, laughing, having the best time.

Fires continued to roar, no one had to add wood, no, nada they weren't gas or electric.

To Angelica and Giovanni, thank you so, so, so, so much for an absolutely wonderful evening, people are still scratching their heads about what really happened there, must have been the Far Niente. Love you Both, have a great Honeymoon.

Girls Play Football?

The last few weeks, something has been going on in my house. Yaya, I know your not surprised, something is always going on, but seriously, with a teenage daughter, or should I say a 'teenage witch,' I have to stay on my toes and keep my eyes open even when I'm sleeping, get it?

I think it was last week, that there was toilet paper flowing from the trees all over the neighborhood, and especially draped over the trees at the school. Just streaming off the trees, it did look pretty. Did you see it? All of a sudden, this year, Abagail likes football. She started going to the games. Homecoming was a pretty big deal. No parents around here, don't go, its not cool, in fact, 'cool' is not cool. I didn't even know she liked football. I don't particularly like it, its way to long for me, and I still don't get it. I kind of thought she went as a social thing to watch all the cute guys plays, do they even call them cute? I think its 'Hot.' Two weeks ago three girls got into a fight, a real fist fight! My, my, not even witches with all our spells, potions, black cats and what have you, would ever get into a cat fight, really! I cross my fingers that my little witch stays clear of that.

And now, my Abagail tells me she wants to join the 'Leopard Cubs,' a girls team. I was speechless. Is that tackle, dirt under her fingernails, and actually playing the game? Why didn't I have a comment? Yaya, I am biting my tongue, again. I suppose there really is more to playing the game, I wonder if she will resort to a little witchcraft when she catches the ball and decides to go for a touchdown. I have a feeling that cat fight will be nothing compared to the way my sweetie will be tossing those girls all over that field. She is not going to like it, when a bunch of girls are charging her, and not to go shopping! I may not be allowed in the stands, but "MaMa" will always be close by, with a watchful eye, ready with my magic wand in an instant. My lips are sealed in the meantime. I hope I can stay calm through all of this, I better remember to take my St Joseph's Baby Aspirin every day.

To those of you with three and four, or more children, I would love some tips...

A Haunting...

Last night I had a very interesting revelation. I'm not really sure what exactly characterizes, 'a revelation,' but this was definitely at the top of my list. Let's see what you think, my dear followers...

There has been this party that has been haunting me for quite some time. Yaya, the occasional nuisance, showing up when you least expect it, most of the time, scratch that, almost all the time, sticking me like a thorn in my side of my best recycled roses (check past post). The ghost that shows up in the middle of the night and wants to discuss drama at nauseasium, when I have to get up in three hours, and I have discussed it a hundred times already! Can it be they can not process the conversation, and they need to keep going over the same circumstances over and over and over again? Or they show up at the most inopportune times, like walking through the wall, when the painters are finishing, or pop in along side me at Nordstrom when I'm trying on a new pair of boots? Believe me, I have tried to be patient, but the same conversation, and its the guilt, the blame, and the shift of responsibility; I totally can only handle so much, before I have to get on my broom and exit. And this has been going on for years, like a bad rash from a bad spell (not one of mine, don't worry). Then last night this party, male, yaya, shows up on my laptop, right sister--can you believe it? I have come to the conclusion, this is no Ghost, this has to be a Royal Thorn, that I have got to cut loose. So, I am asking all of you, out there in Never, Neverland, cut him loose or give him another chance? Help!

Its not like, I'll be lonely, the wall has a sort of revolving door. Remember, "Walls Can't Lie" (check post).

Yaya, I'm A Witch...

Attention: To the blond driving the navy Range Rover LR4 today, down XXX Way. Okay, you were going fifteen in a forty. I followed you for about a mile and a half, biting my tongue, there was a car between us. The car made a right hand turn. You continued rolling along. Of course, I was not on a joy ride, sweetie. Okay, so maybe I started tailgating, and maybe I beeped, I can be impatient when I have a tailwind under my wings, but why on earth do you think giving me the "finger" is necessary? Well, I never!

Let me make something very clear. There are no circumstances, that such a crude expression is ever necessary. Never, ever, ever, ever. And if someone should be so out of their mind, to express their feelings in such a manner to myself, my sisters, or any witch, well all I can say is, "Beware of your actions, and be ready to accept the consequences." Huh.

To the blond, how are you liking that wart at the end of your nose? Yaya, I'm a witch, don't forget it...

October, Its Flying Weather...

Okay, so last nights weather forecast, prediction really ruffled my feathers a bit. They called for temperatures dipping down to 35 degrees. Not that I mind, the cold weather, but I guard my garden and my plants, like my little puppies and the "Big Book." But I would rather be safe than sorry, so last night, I loaded my lovely, and large potted plants, and hauled them into my garage to shield them from the cold. Yaya, my gorgeous Bougainvillea's, that I babied all last winter, spring, and then watched flourish all summer; it was time to bring them back inside for the colder months that are approaching. Likewise, my Hibiscus and other pots that have brought such pleasure and beauty to me and my home, I couldn't stand to watch them shiver and die. Actually I would like to protect the entire garden from the wrath of winter that is upon us; time to get out the pixie dust and my best broom...

This morning, at 6:15 it was 45 degrees, I'm not sure if it ever reached down to the thirties, I'll have to check with 'Sam Champion' or 'Bill Evans' for the exact low temperature. I'm still glad I rescued my plants, now they are predicting a Nor'easter is heading this way, oh dear. Time to save what you can out there, bad weather comes in fast.

I bumped into the Devils Warden this morning, and he commented on the weather, "refreshing." Yaya, there is that word again. Definitely October weather, you can feel Halloween in the air, the leaves are blowing and rustling in circles all around you, magic spells are just waiting to happen. Sky turns grey, and then its blue, always a mixed bag. Ladies, its the perfect time of year, boots, capes/long sweaters, and oh yaya, do not forget your hats! Lets go, its flying weather, great lift off...

Halloween Prep

Don't you just love when things try to sneak up, and catch you off guard? That's how these weeks are flying by, I thank my lucky stars, that Halloween is my Holiday, and I really don't have to do much decorating, you know what I mean? My dear Larabee, was out the other day, catching up on Halloween duties. Brooms upgrades are always a must! Coordinating costumes for her children is always a major production. Larabee has to have a pumpkin the size of Cinderella's Couch, yes, just because. No, nobody, asks, why? The decorations for her home are comparable to the most outrageous Christmas display, witch puts a strain on Long Islands electrical lines, one electrical storm in that direction and we are done, no Hocus Pocus can fix that! That's my sister, whatever, makes her happy. But for the next few weeks, she will be busy prepping for the Halloween bash, making all yummy treats, and planning some tricks as well. Larabee may play the perfect little mom, mortal mom, but deep down she is a witch. Once a witch, always a witch. Sorry hubby.

Over here, across town a bit, I'm just dusty off, yaya, pretty darn dusty, my mummy, and the grim reaper. I cleaned off the back deck today, in hopes that we have good weather on the thirty first. I'm thinking about what to put in the brew this year, and who is going to come over, or if one of the girls is going to have it instead. I cannot believe Halloween is right around the corner. I suppose I'll check with Abagail, maybe she is making other plans? Oh Heavens! I'll have to get over it, time to fly, can't think about it right now. I can't expect her to hold my hand and go trick and treating forever, or can I?

Letting Go

Quite some time back, I posted on cooking and wonderful process of simmering. There is a certain metamophorsis as a result of letting the pot "stew." The ingredients formulate, the aroma's commingle, the steam as you lift the lid swirls like magic, and the outcome is usually delicious, and positive. Actually, it is very similar to making a decision, as I think, I mentioned in the post. Sometimes, you need to simmer and think it over, no jumping to conclusions, take your time, think it through, work out the pros and the cons. Throw it all in a pot, yaya, stir it up, look at it, steam it up, can it take the heat? Simmer it down a bit, and try to make a rational decision, if you can. If not, get the Tarot cards, and call or email me, I'll be right over.

Now, I may be the type of witch who 'generally' does simmer, sometimes, I simmer so long, I overcook everything, you know what I mean? Then there are times when I 'Bite My Tongue,' (that was another post), when I say nada, because I don't want it to come back and bite me. So I just leave there on the table, i.e. very touchy subjects, ouch! However, there are occasions, when I, we, deary, just have to let go. Yaya, let go, no time for simmering, naa, don't have to think about this one; and get ready, the sword is coming out, and I'm not concerned about my tongue, I am just going to say whats on my mind, and who ever is out there is going to hear it. Letting go feels free, I'm not trying to hurt anyone, unless someone is trying to hold me back. Yaya, free, like a ride on my broom, or a dance in my center hall when I am so happy my boots lift off the floor, and my puppies are jumping up to try to catch me!

So if you have been simmering a little too long, and you have been biting your tongue alot, I think its time to let go. Make a decision, and be yourself today or tomorrow. Have fun, lift off...

A Priceless Text

This morning, I thought I would beat Devin to the broom, and text her first. So as soon as I dropped my dearest off at her bus, I texted the little witch. It was 6:45 am. No response, I was a bit taken back.
At 8:10 am, it was Devin, 'Hi, I just woke up'
'I thought you 4got about me. U feel ok?'
'I chold never forget about you'

That was it, she made my day, my week, my month. The best thing any ones has said to me in weeks! (Sorry Abagail)
Cost of a Samsung phone, whatever $&#.%&, less rebate
Cost of two year plan, charges and nonsense $@#$.%*
The way this text lifted me out of my boots, PRICELESS.

Definitely the next MasterCard/VISA advertisement.

If you know a nine year old without a phone, get on that broom and GPS your nearest AT&T or Verizon store. Take this witch's advice...

Little Devin

This morning, Abagail got a text from guess who? Devin. She wanted to know, 'what's going on?' Abagail was on the bus going to school, it was 6:45 AM. Abagail called me, pleading with me, 'Mom, I'm so tired, Devin is texting me, telling me, she is still in bed with her new phone, its great.' I start to laugh to myself, and tell her I will text Devin back and keep it going a bit. I think to myself how Abagail at nine would so be doing the same thing, probably texting me in the next room, yaya. She grew up way too fast. I hope Larabee can slow down her little witch, I'll have to talk to her about working on some sort of potion. The girls are so sweet when they are innocent, when we are fortunate to get them alone, listening is the secret, it tells all. Once they team up with their siblings, especially brothers, all bets are off, true colors show, beware of the evil eye. And yes that reminds me, I have to post about the evil eye again soon.

Back to Devin, I am thrilled about buying her the phone, it made her so happy, she loves it. After eight o'clock this morning, I didn't hear from her again, I assumed she went to school, and then I just kind of forgot about it. Abagail came home from school, and mentioned something about messages from Devin after school, I said, 'I know, she loves that phone, but I didn't get any messages after this morning.'

The last few days, I have been having some discomfort in my calf muscle, so I decided to go for a massage tonight at 7:30. When I arrived, I put my phone on vibrate, ringer off. Ten minutes into the massage, my body begins to levitate off the table, I am totally relaxed, the masseuse is about to put me in a trance, the phone starts vibrating like crazy, witch crap! I'm thinking, what if its an emergency, Abagail is hurt or needs me? No, nada, she would just pull my ear, she is a smart cookie, good witch, wouldn't waste time with the phone, I know it has to be Devin! Sure enough, it was, she was smart enough to send me a picture of herself, I love it! After I got to finish the massage, we continued texting until, I didn't hear from her anymore, maybe she fell asleep.

A massage can be arranged any day, but today Devin has a new phone and is still nine. The truth is, if my god daughter is calling or texting me, I am going to be there to answer that phone. It may be a small window of time before she grows up, but right now, I have lots of time for Devin. Flying while texting, thank goodness, that hasn't been addressed.

Good For The Soul

So what do you know, it rained again today. I guess we are in some kind of weather pattern that should be hovering over Seattle, no offense, I love the people over there, but hey this is New York, we don't get rain everyday in the fall. Usually we have bright, brisk, sunny days. No apple picking, no pumpkins, just soggy rain, ugh!

Abagail was off from school today, it is the Feast of Saint Francis. Yes, so bless all the little, big creatures and animals in your homes tonight. Be thankful, and know someone is watching out for them, besides me and you. I just adore my little guys. Abagail and I, were fortunate enough to take advantage of the extra day of the weekend, yippee! I mean, Saturday, we went to Philadelphia with Jemini, to visit Eve and Jay Jay, remember they are in Medical School. The three of us, laughed the whole ride down to Philly and the whole ride back. We had a great time while we were in Philly too. We can't even remember what we were laughing about, but whatever it was, it felt so good for my soul. I really felt like I needed it, more than any medicine a doctor could prescribe. Jay Jay and Eve even sang Happy Birthday to me, they haven't seen me since the 'big' day. I felt like crying, it was so nice. I really do miss them, but I am so thrilled they are out there, working so hard, to accomplish what they love. And then yesterday, Abagail worked, and then we had dinner out.

Today, we picked up Devin from school, that's Larabee's daughter. I had promised to buy her a phone for her birthday. I know she's only nine, but everyone in her class is getting a phone, and that's the way it goes here on the North Shore on Long Island. I have to say, I was excited to take her, everyone gets so caught up in schedules, that time really does fly, in fact the whole summer flew and I hardly saw Devin, so I was delighted to spend some time with her. I think Devin was happy about it too, especially since Abagail was joining us. So once we picked her up, we went for the phone, she picked an electric blue phone with a full key board, within seconds she memorized the number, and could not thank me enough, so sweet. We went for dinner afterwards, and even sang Happy Birthday to her. It was so uplifting to see her laugh and smile, and so fulfilling to sit and listen to this little girl talk, to tell me what she thought about different things, ask me questions, tell me her jokes, make me laugh, and I made her laugh. We had a great time, Abagail too, we all connected, yaya, we bonded, it was so good for our souls.

Actually, my soul feels so lifted tonight, I am going to bed without a cup of tea, how about that!!! How was your day? Did you get caught in the rain, tell me about it...

How Do You Define Art?

Yesterday, I was just in the nic of time to meet Larabee for tea at our favorite tea shoppe, right in the center of Town. As we stood there on line, paying for our tea, no crumpets, an older gentleman turned to me and said, "that's a striking outfit, all black, with your blonde hair, you must be an artist. Are you a painter, a musician? What are you?" Larabee was elbowing and kicking me. He said he was a musician and a writer, and he is always inspired by the people that come into the shoppe. "Yes, I paint," I said. He went on asking about oils and watercolors, and wondered if we could meet one day. Larabee said, "can we please sit down our tea is getting cold." I told the the man maybe another time.

Years back I was an artist. I did paint, there was a time when I really loved to draw and create beautiful images on paper. I am not sure why I stopped creating a certain type of artwork, now that I am thinking about it, maybe I should try it again, but I suppose I am really thinking more on the lines of, the true meaning of art, or is it creating? Of course a beautiful still life is artwork, but what about a beautiful wedding cake, that my dear Ivy has created? Or a great brew, potion, and/or very effective spell? Being an artist is deep inside you, the desire to create will always be in your heart, just like being a witch, no way around it, either you got or you don't. Unless of course, you want it, then I can help you...

Tomorrow, I think I am going to rummage through the attic and find my old artwork, maybe I will show it to that gentleman, maybe I'll keep it to myself. You know, y'all never know what tomorrow's mood will bring...