Monthly Archives: August 2006

Spooky plan the first: a party.

Thing is, I don't really have parties in my home any more, especially Halloween parties. It's just too intimidating a process, with the outcome depending upon my very limited social capital. The solution? Throw a party at work! Then people have to come! HA!

When I first started working here, they had elaborate Halloween potlucks. Serious decorations, lighting, the works. They stopped soon after, I think because the organizers just got burned out. I don't blame them. But still, it's something I'd like to see happen again, so I decided to do it myself. I've recruited a compatriot who is good at decorating, and has a lot of props. I'm going to scour the Halloween Food group for spooky ideas. Yes, it will be a potluck, but there's no way I'm leaving all the fun food to others! I want to bring as much myself as possible. Oooh...this would be a good way to use those goodie bags from last year, too.

Of course this means I have to work on Halloween. Ah well, I'll manage. I think it will be a blast. I'm gonna show scary movies with the sound off, and bring in my fog machine, and, and...yeah, like that.


Now I just have to plan cooking time in between haunt visits.

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Haunting Season has begun. I don't care if you wormy humans think it's still sweet, sweet Summer. I smelled Autumn in the air this morning, and have had a craving for all things spooky for a few weeks now. Today, I thought to myself: "Self, what would you like for lunch?" Self answered: "Something creepy!" So I fired up the internets and started looking for this year's fright. The earliest haunt is The 13th Door, which I didn't get to see last year. It opens in just two weeks! Then there will be a long dry spell until the rest of the haunts open in October. I shall have to content myself with planting spooky letterboxes, watching scary movies, building props for the yard, and generally tormenting my long-suffering Spousal Unit.

Worse yet, this year we have a car of our own, which means I'll be dragging him to haunt after haunt. He reads comments here, so feel free to leave a note of sympathy.

Now, back to scheming the screaming.

Today's discovery: Pad Thai is every bit as good cold as it is hot. Yum.

Saturday was laundry, and one itsy letterbox in the Pearl District. The Spousal Unit and I have decided that those types of boxes are better saved for winter months, when we can't go hiking.

Then Sunday, ah, Sunday. Off for a hike up the Horsetail Falls trail with Wendie and Metta. It was a perfect day, we had a great time, and found two delightful letterboxes. Then SU and I decided we weren't too grubby for delicious Ethiopian food from Sheba's. Man, I lovelovelove that place. For the first time, we finished our whole plate. Hiking will do that.

We are again in celebration mode as the SU got the first bit of his grant application turned in. Grants are arduous, and each step deserves Ethiopian food and beautiful scenery.

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Man, what a great anniversary. Bill and I have been married four years, but it seems more like four weeks.

The day began with eggs, juice, and a lovely little present from Bill--a pyrite (at least I think it's pyrite?) heart that we'd had our eyes on for a while. We have a small collection of stone hearts that we add to on special occasions.

From there, we went on an early-morning letterboxing jaunt at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Since Bill hates the way I dole out clues a line at a time, I soon handed the sheet to him, and we wandered off, at first in the wrong direction. I got stung by a wasp I accidentally brushed with my hand, but it was no big deal. Apparently, I'm not allergic to yellow jackets. Finally we found the box, and sat down on a bench to stamp in. The box was pristine as we were the first finders, and there was a darling stuffed octopus inside as well. Surprising? Well...I inked up the stamp and handed it to Bill stamp-side down so he could put the impression in our log book. He lifted the stamp to find:

Senn And Kitty
4th Anniversary
August 24, 2006

Yep, I'd carved a stamp, planted it a few days before, and faked up a clue page. Bill was completely surprised. Called me a sneaky fucker three times. I'm gonna be smug about that for a year.

After that, Bill had to work a while, during which time I carved a special stamp having to do with who married us. After he was done, we planted a real letterbox in the same place I'd put the anniversary box.

The rest of the day was spent doing real letterboxing at the Audubon Wildlife Preserve on Cornell. We sought 7 and found 3, which isn't bad for us! The place itself is beautiful, and we'll be back many times. End of the day was dinner at Queen of Sheba, and two exhausted travellers stumbled home.

I want at least a hundred more like that, please.