This weekend, I clicked on the link to a blog proclaiming, “why I won’t wear a sexy Halloween costume.” My initial reaction was, “this author is my people!” A brief reading proved that she was, indeed NOT my people, as she lamented the sexy options in the Halloween store. Because, if you’re waiting until the Halloween stores are open, you are too late!
I am not one of those girls who thinks a Halloween costume needs to keep my beautiful face intact. In fact, I think girls (anyone, really) who doesn’t have the dedication to mess up their face for Halloween is kind of a wimp. I used to decorate my home in intricate detail (despite the promise of less than five trick-or-treaters) and my office in even more detail. I have backed off the building decoration (going so far as to pull the box of decorations out of my basement two weeks ago. It is intact right now). I really hope to get a single trick-or-treater tomorrow, though I have no illusions.
Thursday, I attended a “fall carnival.” Shockingly, not a single child or adult recognized me.
That is in my top-three Halloween costumes, but I think my favorite was this Pirates of the Caribbean-themed costume from 2009:
My co-workers have decided that we’re all dressing in ’50s-themed clothes tomorrow. I guarantee, my poodle skirt is going to kick their poodle skirts’ asses. And I didn’t even bother to borrow my dad’s Letterman’s sweater from the ’50s. Will there be a picture forthcoming? Probably not, because my face will be completely recognizable. 😉
Once again, I’m joining Noel and his friends in Travel Photo Mondays, this time in small-town southwestern Montana. St. Ignatius was named for the mission church built more than a century ago, and which still stands. Fundraising is currently underway to assist in saving the frescoes painted inside the church. A really beautiful sight. The town also has converted a large, red barn into a playhouse, where various productions are performed.
A few photos, most of the mission.
This week, WordPress has challenged photographers to post images of water. Since I made some images this weekend that fit the theme, it seemed like a good time to share.
Low water at Anderson Ranch Reservoir in Idaho.
Reflection of the Sawtooth Mountains in Little Redfish Lake, Stanley, Idaho, looks like an upside-down watercolor painting.
That’s it for this week. Let’s see your water art!
The other day, I was thinking about pick-up lines; wondering if people still use them, and whether they ever work. Do you have a go-to line to let people know you’re interested?
What is it? Any fun stories of success or rejection?
What pick-up lines have you heard? Did they work? Share your story!
When I was an undergrad (years and years ago), I was in the college cafeteria getting lunch. A young man walked up to me and asked, “Excuse me, do you work out? I couldn’t help but notice the extraordinary muscle tone of your calves.” I was wearing heels, but was also genetically blessed with very large, muscular calves (and if you think mine are impressive, you should see my brother’s!). I blew the guy off, and moments later, another young man approached. “Excuse me, do you wrestle alligators?” We laughed at how silly the other guy was, and I ended up having lunch with him and his group of friends, two of whom have become lifelong friends of mine. I dated the guy briefly, but his weekend habit of wandering to the freshman dorms to “make out” with freshmen seemed counterproductive to any future together.
I still think of that line, however, and remember a simpler time.
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Hubby and I took a four-day weekend, driving through some of Idaho’s more remote locations, to Montana, where we hung out in the Missoula area. The bison and mule deer photos were made at the National Bison Range, north of Missoula. The antelope image was made south of Stanley, Idaho. I do have antelope images from the Bison Range, but I liked this one better.
A couple of rare finds from the bison range:
Bighorn ram, and
A mama black bear and her three cubs.
This is an excursion I would recommend to anyone. It took a couple hours to drive through the range, and if you’re not good at spotting wildlife, just stop where the other cars have stopped, and look in the direction they’re looking. On a cloudy day in October, we encountered five other vehicles. Not especially busy, but I’m not sure we’d have seen the ram without assistance. He was right next to the road!