Need some pumpkin-carving inspiration? I know I do. Sy is begging me to do the Belle princess pumpkin for her. I know I will cave (and carve), but dang. Really? Where did my little girrrrrrly girl come from? I wear nothing but black and she wears nothing but purple lace!
Anyway, there are some fun (non-princess variety) downloadable templates over at Method. Thanks for the tip, Whitney!
My cousin just saw these super sassy Bat-O-Lanterns over at Family Fun. I’m totally going to make one of these with Sy. It totally won’t look anything like the picture.
My sister is taking a cake decorating class and she sends me a weekly picture of her progress. Makes me really hungry for cake! I am glad she is learning since attention to detail has never been my strong suit. I make homely cakes and even stranger tasting cookies. My family loves me for it, or so they tell me.
Since Halloween is around the corner, check out these cute ideas from Wilton (maker of every cake decorating gadget extraordinaire). I like how even though they are pimping their products every step of the way, they give you nice step-by-step instructions on how to make each design.
Let’s be clear. I’ll never make one of these, but maybe my sister will? That’s a hint, G.
We had to cut the lock for our garage because we could not find the padlock key (it’s the little things, you know?). All I really wanted out of that garage was the Halloween box, and Husband brought the lock cutter home from work just in time for the weekend. So the girls and I have been all about Halloween decorating since: we have spider lights, cobwebs, and a pirate skeleton out front. Window marker spider webs decorate the front window; kindergartener daughter created “SpookScapes” on the French Doors to the side yard with bats I cut out of black construction paper and her own hand-drawn stars, ghosts, and pumpkin patches.
Somewhere amid the Halloween decorating and costume mind-changing, I remembered a faraway friend calling me last year to tell me that she and her daughters were assembling “Phantom Ghost” packages to deliver to neighbors, as they had been “nabbed” by the friendly spirit themselves. It was a fun neighborhood tradition that she thought we could start down here. A vague internet search quickly led me to what she described: The Phantom Ghost—here’s one version, and another. I amended the latter poem for our own use (allowing our “victims” more time), see after the jump…