Getting in the {Halloween} Spirit..

I’m really trying hard to find more time to write. Some weeks, it feels like a part of me is missing. Or my mind gets constipated with too many thoughts and nowhere for them to go. Speaking of constipated, did you ever see that movie? “Constipated”? If you haven’t, don’t feel bad. It never came out.

That’s just a little joke you can go ahead and steal for your little kids to use when trick-or-treating. I’m here all night.  No, really, I’m here.all.night. I’m currently working the graveyard shift at my “day” job. And The Dashing Gent told me that joke.

I know it’s not Halloween yet, but all this talk about it had me thinking of Recipes of Halloweens’ Past. More specifically, the columns I’ve written during this delightful autumn season.

As coincidence would have it, I dug up articles from the grave while eating a bowl of oatmeal. This 2-year-old article I’m including talks about oatmeal. I know, spooky.

As of a few weeks ago, I had just made this soup, our Scrumptious Little still loves it, and The Dashing Gent inhaled three bowls.

A lot changes in two short years as another baby joined this pack. The over-under of him enjoying this soup is not likely. Sweet potatoes are his only enemy.

Oh, my gourd, I know what you’re thinking .. enough of this ol’ hen cluckin’ already.

Thanks, Oh, Sweet Basil, for winning the hearts of our home once again!

Enjoy some more ramblings if you dare …  wooden_spoon_10-9-14

Until next time..



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s