Zombie Paint Party Friday

Last week and most of the weekend  was spent furiously trying to get three photo books, sixty pages together under a groupon deadline.

 This is pretty much how I felt during the process!! It was an excellent deal I wanted a hard copy of some of my favorite art pieces and family related poetry combined in a few  albums!!

 But seriously by the end of it I was turning purple!! 

  To top it off it took forever to upload them to the company!!

I have a feeling everyone was trying to get in under the  same deadline!!

I awoke in the middle of the night in hopes of  uploading against the time difference. Thankfully I did get it loaded but it took some tenacity. 

I was a ZOMBIE by the end of it!!

And so  relieved when it was all done!!

 Anything I've put my hand to creatively this week has not come to fruition. 

Here's another snap shot of how I felt. Notice my gnarly teeth after

not much sleep and too much coffee!!

Night turned into day!!

Anyone care to take a stab at the metaphor for a cat in the ear?? 

I've heard of a bug in the ear...but a CAT???? 

 I overworked a sketchbook page so much this week that it feels likea piece of thick leather and it's still not worth showing...Can you tell I'm frustrated?

However while thumbing through my blog I found a fun piece that many of my new followers may not have read. 

 Sadly it's a true story accompanied by a digital piece (replica of me and my bro)

done a few years ago! 

 True story!!

We teased my mom about this for years after the fact. Even though she is long gone it's a memory that still holds a chuckle. Keep in mind she was a very short woman, with only a few extra pounds. Really cute, very young looking for her age and a bit aggressive. I was always taller and heavier than my mom. Most of the time I felt like a big oaf following behind her. She never ceased to embarrass me in a restaurant, this is just one of those occasions!

smörgåsbord

Feisty, five foot mom named Sue

You’d dare not do, what she told you to
 Off she’d drag us to the smörgåsbord
A day off of cooking, she implored

 Down the line we’d trail behind
For twenty bucks, four of us dined
 Filled up our plates, all you could eat
Savories, salads, delicious things sweet.

 Mom always heaped hers, just a little more

with chicken almost toppling, to the floor

We’d cringe and scowl, often protest

A covert measure we kids would detest

 She’d shush us, with a voice cautiously terse

Then proceeded to stash chicken into her purse

Embarrassed we’d shudder at this brazen act

Our mother stole chicken carefully packed

She excused it by saying it was for dad’s lunch

We’d paid for it anyway and it’s wasn’t a bunch

In eighty degree weather the chicken would ride

Nestled amongst lipsticks in her purse it would hide

 Shopping, visiting, with no one the wiser

The bacteria laden fowl, now a potential bum geyser

Hours went by with poultry out of refrigeration

Suddenly she remember her chicken with elation
 Placed into the fridge until the very next day

“Chicken Sandwiches everyone?”

We both screamed “NO WAY”!

You can check an old Halloween post  here  for the  template on how to carve these pumpkins!! Hope you have a spooktacular Halloween!!!

Check out the other zombies artists  at Paint Party Friday!!

Halloween Night

 Can you believe this whimsical piece is my  everyday bowl?

I'm sure you're not surprised. None of my friends are! 

We gave out little bars to the little ones, and full sized bars to the big kids!

Some were adults I'm sure. But hey I love the spirit of Halloween, so power to them!

 

 Many kids squealed getting a full sized cadbury bar! Just a little insurance that our house doesn't get egged. In actuality my parents of modest means always handed out full sized bars. In keeping with their tradition I too have always handed out large bars. Several years we have been out involved in a haunted house, or visiting others. Which I welcomed when times were too tight to buy candy!

 Although this couple has celebrated Halloween together for almost nine years    they've never carved a pumpkin together! I had to capture their  first carving session. The middle one is mine,  for the traditional Garfield pumpkin that I carved when  Pepper was a child!Pepper did hearts on hers, Bryan did music notes and this Garfield was not one of  my best. I think  the thrill of a Garfield has left the house! One thing for sure, we don't do scary in this house! Except in the morning before I do my hair!

 Here they are  on the stairs awaiting  their porch debut!
Garfield seems smitten with the hearts don't you think?

 We made yummy pumpkin seeds splashed with extra virgin olive oil and salt, then baked at 350 degrees until golden, a little over 15 minutes! We had friends for dinner more than  125 kids knocked at the door. Many kids passed by, afraid of a large container parked against the house for roofing material.... It was a spooktacular evening with friends and family!