…when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Or a ballerina.
Or an Ironman, a Captain America, nor a Thor.
Nothing hits the empty nester like a Holloween without your kids. Even all grown up ones. I would have given my left…ovary for my kids to come crashing in, bragging about their booty.
My girl in her Amazon Warrior costume, broadsword slung across her back and my boy dressed up in jeans and a T-shirt holding his pillowcase and telling me he is dressed as a high school student…
But alas, it is no more. Not a peep. Not a knock, a ding dong, or a flaming bag of poo. Just a bowl full of Reeses and Baby Ruths…untouched. Except for maybe one or two. Or four.
It’s okay. Castle: Season 3 disc 4 was good, and I got some writing done. Finished a chapter in my book, dressed like someone in her jammies.
A Sticky Note
Now it is my turn to get a bit weepy. I hope you get to see a picture of my pink Ga Ga esque/Pepto Bismol girl. Funny!
Send it to me and then hug the girl. They go away far too quickly. Sniff. I’m over it. xoxo
Good to hear your thoughts . Have always enjoyed how you are wired. Cheering you on to be the writer that you are 😉
Thank you Tanya. You have always had a way of making me feel like a rock star.
Mooooooooom! i missed you too!!! But you would have had to make me soup and tea and other various cold remedies 🙂
And dab your brow! :*
NO BROW DABBING!!!!!
😀 Heehee!
I’d be happy to send you the rest of our candy and a lollipop-spit drenched hat from a certain Little Dude’s dog costume if it would help remind you of happier times 🙂 If you were an eensy, weensy bit closer, we totally would have come a’ trick-or-treatin’!!