Here's a Halloween video I made with "One True Media" composed of pictures of my silly family (and a few friends)
Enjoy!
Becky Taylor
October 31, 2010
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Showing posts with label Halloween. Show all posts
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Happy Halloween
As usual, we didn't have very many goblins show up for trick or treat at our house. I suppose it's because our neighborhood is too small, and the houses too spread out compared to some of the others in the area. We only had about twenty kids total in two and a half hours time.
I loved trick or treating as a child. The little town I grew up in was always bustling that night. I remember kicking through the leaves as I made my way through every yard. Back then, people gave out really good stuff like home made popcorn balls, full sized candy bars, and candied apples!
That, along with everything has changed. Things just aren't as much fun as they use to be. But then, maybe that's just me.
Here's a few pictures of my favorite trick-or-treaters.
(Aren't they adorable?)
Esther and Philip
And let's not forget their Mommy
Mamaw's lil Pumpkin, Baby James
Grandson Jayden and Great-Nephew, Britton
Shaina, Kayla, Jayden and James
My nephew Chad and his wife, Carrie (aka Mr. and Mrs. Amos Yoder)
My Sweet little Warrior from Day's Gone By ... Adam (about 2003)
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May good memories of Halloween 2010 haunt you for years to come!
Becky Taylor
October 31, 2010
I loved trick or treating as a child. The little town I grew up in was always bustling that night. I remember kicking through the leaves as I made my way through every yard. Back then, people gave out really good stuff like home made popcorn balls, full sized candy bars, and candied apples!
That, along with everything has changed. Things just aren't as much fun as they use to be. But then, maybe that's just me.
Here's a few pictures of my favorite trick-or-treaters.
(Aren't they adorable?)
Esther and Philip
And let's not forget their Mommy
Mamaw's lil Pumpkin, Baby James
Grandson Jayden and Great-Nephew, Britton
Shaina, Kayla, Jayden and James
My nephew Chad and his wife, Carrie (aka Mr. and Mrs. Amos Yoder)
My Sweet little Warrior from Day's Gone By ... Adam (about 2003)
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May good memories of Halloween 2010 haunt you for years to come!
Becky Taylor
October 31, 2010
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Dressing Up Is Hard To Do!
I've been exhausted for the last few weeks. It seems to take every ounce of energy I have just to get out of bed and dressed in the morning. Even if I wake up feeling rested, it doesn't last long. Within a few hours of being up and about I am tired to the bone again.
This is really bugging me. I recognize the symptoms as those associated with an even lower than usual iron level. The manufacturer of the ferrous gluconate supplements I use to take has stopped making them, so I had to switch to a different brand and form of iron. I suppose I'll have to toy around with the dosage until I feel better because obviously what I am taking now isn't doing the trick.
It's no fun being tired, especially when I have so much to get done.
On the lighter, yet still stressful side of things, we are planning to attend our neighbor's Halloween party tomorrow evening. We don't normally "do" Halloween, but we really want to go for the social aspect of it. We love spending time with our neighbors but it seems that every time one of them has an event, we are either out of town or otherwise obligated. As luck would have it, we are free tomorrow night.
Now I have approximately 26 hours in which to come up with costumes for myself and my husband.
When we first RSVP'd the event I was planning to design some kind of get-up for both of us that would be flat out amazing. So much for that idea. Unless I get an unexpected burst of energy and creativity, we'll be cutting eye-holes in bed sheets and going as ghosts.
There's not much chance we'd win the award for "most original" with that idea.
We could always wear our Harley leathers and go as bikers, but wait! We are "bikers" when acting in our alter egos so all our neighbors are already accustomed to seeing us like that on occasion. It wouldn't really raise any eyebrows if we were to arrive in such a manner. If we are going to go to the trouble of dressing up, then eyebrow raising is a definite requirement!
I tried to think of something we could pull together with other clothing items we already own and suggested we go as "Mr. and Mrs. Thurston Howell III" We might as well make some use of all that formal clothing we have hanging in our closet but never wear. I figured I could go into the grand-kids playroom upstairs and find some fake money to stuff in our pockets, just in case there was any question about "what" we were suppose to be.
Mr. Walter Taylor (the first and only) didn't like that idea. Bah Humbug!
He suggested we go as Annie Oakley and Frank Butler.
In other words, he wants to dress up like a cowboy.
Some guys never grow up, do they?
I still don't know what we're going to do. I don't own any "Annie Oakley" clothes (well, I do have boots and a hat) and Mr. Taylor has apparently forgotten that he sold his fancy Harley Cowboy hat on eBay a while back. What's more, I seriously doubt the neighbors would appreciate us showing up at their event equipped with rifles.
Sigh.
Hopefully I'll wake up feeling creative and energetic in the morning. If not, I'll call Walt and ask him to stop by Wal-Mart on his way home from work and pick up some last minute el-cheapo/boring costumes for us to wear.
So I'm not the life of the party right now. I'm sure the neighbors will get over it.
This is really bugging me. I recognize the symptoms as those associated with an even lower than usual iron level. The manufacturer of the ferrous gluconate supplements I use to take has stopped making them, so I had to switch to a different brand and form of iron. I suppose I'll have to toy around with the dosage until I feel better because obviously what I am taking now isn't doing the trick.
It's no fun being tired, especially when I have so much to get done.
On the lighter, yet still stressful side of things, we are planning to attend our neighbor's Halloween party tomorrow evening. We don't normally "do" Halloween, but we really want to go for the social aspect of it. We love spending time with our neighbors but it seems that every time one of them has an event, we are either out of town or otherwise obligated. As luck would have it, we are free tomorrow night.
Now I have approximately 26 hours in which to come up with costumes for myself and my husband.
When we first RSVP'd the event I was planning to design some kind of get-up for both of us that would be flat out amazing. So much for that idea. Unless I get an unexpected burst of energy and creativity, we'll be cutting eye-holes in bed sheets and going as ghosts.
There's not much chance we'd win the award for "most original" with that idea.
We could always wear our Harley leathers and go as bikers, but wait! We are "bikers" when acting in our alter egos so all our neighbors are already accustomed to seeing us like that on occasion. It wouldn't really raise any eyebrows if we were to arrive in such a manner. If we are going to go to the trouble of dressing up, then eyebrow raising is a definite requirement!
I tried to think of something we could pull together with other clothing items we already own and suggested we go as "Mr. and Mrs. Thurston Howell III" We might as well make some use of all that formal clothing we have hanging in our closet but never wear. I figured I could go into the grand-kids playroom upstairs and find some fake money to stuff in our pockets, just in case there was any question about "what" we were suppose to be.
Mr. Walter Taylor (the first and only) didn't like that idea. Bah Humbug!
He suggested we go as Annie Oakley and Frank Butler.
In other words, he wants to dress up like a cowboy.
Some guys never grow up, do they?
I still don't know what we're going to do. I don't own any "Annie Oakley" clothes (well, I do have boots and a hat) and Mr. Taylor has apparently forgotten that he sold his fancy Harley Cowboy hat on eBay a while back. What's more, I seriously doubt the neighbors would appreciate us showing up at their event equipped with rifles.
Sigh.
Hopefully I'll wake up feeling creative and energetic in the morning. If not, I'll call Walt and ask him to stop by Wal-Mart on his way home from work and pick up some last minute el-cheapo/boring costumes for us to wear.
So I'm not the life of the party right now. I'm sure the neighbors will get over it.
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