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Magnetic Poetry 365:305

The reasons this scenario makes me laugh:

1. That is Marika’s beloved Malibu PJ doll from her childhood. She sent it to become part of The Compound Barbie Collection, knowing I would take good care of her little PJ.
2. I redressed PJ in my own design, a Cheshire Cat dress, because Marika loves the Cheshire Cat.
3. Marika sent me a set of magnetic words that she designed to indulge my whimsical enjoyment of all things Twilight.
4. I used the term “pretty in pink” knowing Marika doesn’t like John Hughes’s movies.
5. Marika’s words and my dolls have now brought poor PJ into GRAVE DANGER from the vampire Victoria.

We live in tragic times.

I have to get back to watching The Vampire Diaries on Netflix now.

Thanks to Tim for the backdrop. Don’t know what I’ll do when he takes his paintings away.

Magnetic Poetry 365:304

A little girl came to the door in a group of other little kids. I didn’t recognize their costumes, not being always up on what kids are into, but hers was an easy one.

“Trick or treat!” she said.

“You look great! Are you a witch?” I asked.

“Nooooo.”

I’m stumped. Pointy hat. Shiny black dress. Striped stockings. Is that the trick? I’M TOO OLD TO RECOGNIZE SOMETHING THAT LOOKS LIKE A WITCH BUT ISN’T?

It’s the first time in three years we’ve had trick-or-treaters. Maybe things have changed during those years. Or maybe the kid hasn’t embraced method acting yet.

A neighbor came by with her daughter-in-law and two grandkids. The kids are about waist-high and chest-high on me. The last time I saw them, one was crawling on the neighbor’s front porch and the other hadn’t been born.

As I mentioned in an earlier post, Sunday night, Tom and I went to Johnnie and Matt’s house because they had a pumpkin carving party. It’s the first time I’ve ever carved a pumpkin. I got lots of help and advice. Mostly, it got me into the Halloween spirit. (See what I did there?) So I actually went to the grocery store and bought candy today. Even though, as I said, it’s been years since anyone ate it but Tom, Tim, and me.

And they came! Lots of them. Some of them wanted to reach into the bowl themselves to take the candy. Clearly, they did not understand that an Aries was in charge.

Now they’re all home, dividing up the spoils, getting it checked out by their parents, and hopefully it will be doled out to them over time. I loved trick or treating as a kid. And a ‘tween. And even a teen, though of course Lynne led me into misbehavior on Halloween night. Such a bad influence…

It makes me happy to see kids out again, dressed up, carrying their little plastic pumpkins and Halloween-decorated bags. I like to live in a world where that still happens.

As for our pumpkins:

Tom did the wolf. I did the Barbie silhouette. As you can see, though Victoria and Jane lurk above her, Barbie magic and Wolf strength are keeping Bella safe. Well, that and Jacob, Edward, and Alice. These six know what it means not to break character. Where’s that little witch?

The next Twilight movie, Breaking Dawn, Part 1, opens on November 18. Thanks to the special set of word magnets Marika sent me, you can expect a theme with the poems and photos for the next couple of weeks. Blame Marika! Like Lynne, she’s a bad influence.

Here are some more pumpkins from the carving party Sunday night:

Magnetic Poetry 365:300

I can’t believe I’m at poem 300. Only 65 more to go!

We’ve talked on here before about Victoria Holt books. It’s possible Bride of Pendorric was the first romantic suspense novel I ever read. My mother got it through her book club, and I’m not sure why she saved it through the decades when so many other books were rehomed, but she did. Her copy is now in my library. BUT–its dust jacket was long gone. Recently, Greg found a copy and sent it to me ’cause he knows it’s my favorite Victoria Holt novel. I’ve been reading it again before falling asleep each night–after watching Netflix episodes of The Vampire Diaries. Boy, are my dreams weird.

Thank you, Greg, for your thoughtful gift. As your reward, you get a sneak peek of something that’ll be part of my final collection. Mwa ha ha, just in time for Halloween.