Well, maybe not, but it's the only possible explanation I could come up with for this:
VROOM-VROOM, baby!
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Bad Sign
It's always a bad sign...
...yes, a very bad sign when your top reminds one (forcibly) of those old-fashioned, woven rag rugs Grandma used to have scattered around her kitchen floor...
...yes, a very bad sign when your top reminds one (forcibly) of those old-fashioned, woven rag rugs Grandma used to have scattered around her kitchen floor...
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Bewitching
"But Mo-om! I said I wanted to dress up like a witch... not in a sweater decorated with a witch... (sigh)..."
(I don't really see the appeal of holiday-themed clothing, because, really, how many times a year can one wear a sweater decorated with a witch flying on her broomstick over an ancient Egyptian pyramid?)
Hope you're nibbling candy corn and other sugary goodies by the end of the evening!
(I don't really see the appeal of holiday-themed clothing, because, really, how many times a year can one wear a sweater decorated with a witch flying on her broomstick over an ancient Egyptian pyramid?)
Hope you're nibbling candy corn and other sugary goodies by the end of the evening!
Saturday, October 30, 2010
~Shiver~
"Chilly Winters & His Snowflakes"...
Chilly gives me the creeps.
I suppose that shovel is for clearing paths of snow, but... he makes me think of an eerie gravedigger (and who's to say he doesn't also use it for the occasional decapitation?).
Chilly gives me the creeps.
I suppose that shovel is for clearing paths of snow, but... he makes me think of an eerie gravedigger (and who's to say he doesn't also use it for the occasional decapitation?).
Friday, October 29, 2010
Creepy Boyfriend
To Kathleen he was only her boyfriend, Rick-- the man who brought her flowers and held her in his strong, handsomely be-sweatered arms. She hadn't told anyone yet, but she was pretty sure he was The One. Others, however, sometimes caught a glimpse of something different... and shuddered slightly in his presence without knowing exactly why...
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Guardian of the Stash
We're continuing the celebration of the Spooky Month with (sometimes only vaguely) creepy, eerie and/or shudderiffic Yarn Yuck.
Today, I give you the Female Chucky Yarn Guard:
On one hand, I'm transfixed with horror. (Those eternally staring blue eyes! They follow you around the room!)
On the other, man, she must be the most effective protector of yarn ever. No-one will dare lay a finger on your stash with this doll guarding it. (In fact, they'll probably turn around and flee the room as soon as they've spotted her.)
Today, I give you the Female Chucky Yarn Guard:
On one hand, I'm transfixed with horror. (Those eternally staring blue eyes! They follow you around the room!)
On the other, man, she must be the most effective protector of yarn ever. No-one will dare lay a finger on your stash with this doll guarding it. (In fact, they'll probably turn around and flee the room as soon as they've spotted her.)
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