Happy Halloween: How I Spent My Halloween Weekend

Picture23So, a couple of days ago I revealed my plans to stay home and watch scary movies all day and then go out around 8 to go trick or treating with the fam. My day went sort of like that. In the morning we did our normal morning thing of getting on the computer for a couple of hours, but then we decided to go to Costco to pick up a couple of pizzas to eat when we came back from trick or treating. We spent about an hour or so debating whether or not we were all going to go and if we were going to wear our costumes. Once we figured all that out and had come to the conclusion that we would all be leaving and not wearing costumes we left and had a nice day of shopping for pizzas–which turned into a day of shopping for breakfast, and lunch as well. On the way there, they played Thriller which was pretty exciting, seeing how my sister saw the music video and heard the song for the first time a couple of weeks ago. I mean, she wasn’t as excited as we were, but I still thoroughly enjoyed it.

Upon coming home a couple of hours before we were scheduled to go trick or treating, I had expected to sit down and watch a scary movie, which we did not do, of course. Because that would just be what  I wanted, so instead we ate and transferred my kid sister from her regular clothes to her costume. She was set to be a firefighter, set with an ax, whistle, and hard hat. She looked pretty legit.


My eonnie, second kid sister (or first, since she is older), and mommy all got into our costumes after that. We left the house around 7:30/7:45 because we could wait no longer (the firefighter was being obscenely pushy) and we began our trick or treating escapade. Upon arriving, though, it seemed as though it was a trick rather than a treat. In the neighborhood that we usually trick or treat at, it was completely dark. The lights in just about all of the houses were off, and there appeared to be no cars in the drive ways. It was creepy. It was pitch dark, save for the few street lamps, and we could see no trick or treaters. We nearly gave up when we saw a group of kids walking away from one of the houses, and next to that, another group of kids coming out of another house.  We decided to park, leave my eonnie in the car and walk around some.



As it turns out, they actually were supposed to stop handing out candy at eight, whereas it started at 6. We didn’t get the memo. Go figure.

Lydia, the one on the left, dressed as a gypsy. And she wasn’t cold at all, so don’t trip. *Note: Sarcasm*

One of the houses was blasting Michael Jackson music (Beat It, to be specific) and had a lot of lights and extensive decorating, I even think they were barbecuing. Another house that was in the Halloween spirit, was in the shape of a shoe (I’m lying) and had a witch that lived inside (she was sorta kinda almost mean), and another was handing out big chocolate bars. But still, a lot of the house’s lights were off and people weren’t answering the doors, as per what we saw from the group of girls we were sort of kind of following.  We walked for what felt like hours, but was probably only, like,  20 or 30 minutes and toward the end of our trip we ended up at a house that had an older gentleman who was afraid he’d ran out of candy and recalled that last year he had actually ran out of candy and had to go and get some more. I don’t know this man, but he felt the need to say it, so I felt the need to listen. I stood in the back as my sisters yelled “Trick or Treat!” along with the other children and he gave each of them two pieces of candy (talk about stingy).  When he saw me, he said, “I am going to give this young lady here a mint chocolate, because she is just standing back here so cool.” Mission accomplished. Goal achieved. My costume of “Cooler than you” was a success. (To see what I am talking about: click here)


I thanked him and we made our way back to the car.



When we got home we put the pizza in the oven: Cheese.


and pepperoni


And while it baked we had an impromptu “Trick and find” as my mommy calls it, because my sister felt as though she didn’t get enough candy and go to the 15 houses she wanted to visit (literally). The game basically was my sister hiding some surprise candy (chocolate and starbursts) around the house and the firefighter and gypsy were supposed to find them. They were hidden in plain sight, yet it took them 8 years to find them all. After the pizza finished baking, I ate my first piece of chocolate that night:


Hershey’s Extra Creamy Milk Chocolate with almonds and toffee which came in a pack with three other kinds of chocolate:


Special Dark with almonds (which actually has two whole almonds inside), regular milk chocolate, and milk chocolate with (crushed) almonds. This ish was delicious. I don’t know if it was because I was chocolate deprived, but it was the most delicious thing I had ever eaten. The right kind of crunch and the right kind of sweetness. I was like, yum. Then I grabbed a starburst. My first starburst in years. (Not because I’m on a diet or anything, but simply because we don’t eat a lot of candy.) And all I have to say is, have they always been this delicious?


So, we ate pizza. I had two pieces of pepperoni and two pieces of cheese along with the cesar salad.


We watched The Twilight Zone, One on One, The Haunting Hour, and a hand full of other things. Wasn’t necessarily what I was talking about when I said scary, but it worked out just fine. 🙂 Over the weekend we watched the Halloween episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, titled “Fear, Itself“–Loved it– American Horror Story: Murder House–hated it (we started it ages ago and finally decided to finish the first episode. Bad idea.)– And Total Recall–absolutely adore it. I hope you guys had a great Halloween, and though this is late, an enjoyable Day of The dead for those who celebrate it. More stuff coming soon. 💋



What Did The Skeleton Say To The Vampire? And 51 Other Clever Halloween Jokes

So, the answer to that question is: You suck. I know, I know. Hilarious. Get up off the floor from laughing so hard. Okay, okay. It’s 2 am, okay guys? Cut me some slack. Sheesh.

I honestly have no idea what I am going to be for Halloween. The only thing I can think of is “cooler than you”.  I feel like October just started and I should be getting ready for my sisters’ birthday (October 2nd and 16th). It’s not like it crept up on me, It’s just I was so unprepared for this month that I spent this month preparing for it, if that makes any sense. But, nonetheless, I plan to stay in the house all day watching scary movies (I’ll tell you how that goes) and then go trick or treating with the fam around 8.  Should be exciting. Thoroughly looking forward to it. I’m so stoked. This is so thrilling. (<== see what I did there?) I know those sound sarcastic, but they’re genuine like ginuwine. I think that should be a Halloween joke all on it’s own. Speaking of witch here are 51 clever Halloween jokes that’ll make you say

  1. Do zombies eat popcorn with their fingers? No, they eat the fingers separately. (Tee hee)
  2. What do you call someone who puts poison in a person’s corn flakes? A cereal killer.
  3. What do you get when you cross a vampire and a snowman? Frostbite.
  4. What do you call a witch in the desert? A sandwitch. (No, that’s what they call me when I forget to put on lotion)
  5. What does a vampire fear the most? Tooth decay.
  6. Who do vampires buy their cookies from?  The Ghoul Scouts
  7. What do you get when you cross Bambi with a ghost? Bamboo.
  8. What do you get when you drop a pumpkin? Squash!
  9. What do you call a ghost with a broken leg? A hoblin goblin.
  10. What does a skeleton order at a restaurant? Spare ribs.
  11. Why wasn’t there any food left after the monster party? Because everyone was a goblin!
  12. Why don’t skeletons like parties? They have no body to dance with.
  13. Why did the witches’ team lose the baseball game? Their bats flew away. (do do doosh)
  14. What was the witch’s favorite subject in school? Spelling.
  15. What do ghosts serve for dessert? Ice Scream.
  16. What did the mommy ghost say to the baby ghost? Don’t spook until you’re spoken to.
  17. What did the mummy say to the detective? Let’s wrap this case up.
  18. What’s a haunted chicken? A poultry-geist.
  19. What happened to the guy who couldn’t keep up payments to his exorcist? He got repossessed.
  20. What is a vampire’s favorite sport? Casketball.
  21. Where does Count Dracula usually eat his lunch? At the casketeria.
  22. What do birds give out on Halloween night? Tweets. (is that so? I never received any)
  23. What do you call two spiders that just got married? Newlywebbed.
  24. What do Italians eat on Halloween? Fettucinni Afraid-o.
  25. What’s it like to be kissed by a vampire? It’s a pain in the neck.
  26. What do you give to a pumpkin trying to quit smoking? A pumpkin patch.
  27. How do monsters tell their future? They read their horrorscope.
  28. What’s a vampire’s favorite fruit? A necktarine
  29. What is a vampire’s favorite ice cream flavor? Veinilla.
  30. What did the three vampires order at the bar? Two bloods and a blood light.
  31. Who are some of the werewolves cousins? The whatwolves, the whowolves, and the whenwolves.(This almost flew over my head)
  32. Why do mummies have so much trouble keeping friends? They’re too wrapped up in themselves.
  33. Where do mummies go for a swim? The dead sea.
  34. Why do mummies make excellent spies? They’re good at keeping things under wraps.
  35. Why did the ghost go into the bar? For the Boos.
  36. Why do ghosts like to ride elevators? It raises their spirits. (As do they mine)
  37. What do you get when you divide the circumference of a jack-o-lantern by its diameter? Pumpkin Pi.
  38. What do skeletons say before they begin dining? Bone appetit!
  39. Who won the skeleton beauty contest? No body.
  40. Where do baby ghosts go during the day? Dayscare centers.
  41. Why do demons and ghouls hang out together? Because demons are a ghouls best friend!
  42. What’s a monster’s favorite bean? A human bean.
  43. What do you call two spiders that just got married? Newlywebbed
  44. Why didn’t the skeleton dance at the party? He had no body to dance with.
  45. Where do most werewolves live? In howllywood, California (right next to me, to be exact)
  46. What do witches use in their hair? scare-spray
  47. What do you call a little monsters parents? mummy and deady
  48. Why did the headless horseman go into business? He wanted to get ahead in life.
  49. Why are vampires like false teeth? They all come out at night.
  50. What is Dracula’s favorite restaurant? Murder King (Which is on the corner of Moonset Blvd. Again, guys, I’m sleepy, ‘kay?)
  51. What do ghosts eat for breakfast? Boo-Berries.

And here I thought I was being original: Last year’s Halloween post. Or the year before that. I’m not sure. I think it was last year. Anyways… what are you going to be for Halloween? Tell me downstairs in the comment section!


Vegan, Vegetarian & (Mostly) Gluten-Free Snack Guide to Fall TV, Part 1


Because of the fall season, a lot of television shows are making their way into your homes, in a completely creepy way, just the way that sounded. There aren’t half as many as I was watching last Fall TV season coming back on (*cough* *cough* Almost Human *cough* *cough* Trophy Wife *cough* *cough*– excuse me, it’s all this fall fever I have) but there are a lot of new shows coming out. Such as Selfie, Gotham, and Forever all of which don’t look half as good as they were intended to but I wont get into the specifics for the sake of not sounding redundant (that, and I don’t really feel like it).

I personally only watch TV via online streaming devices such as Hulu, Netflix, and Amazon. But I know how boring some television shows can be if you don’t watch them while stuffing your face with something (probably food). So you don’t end up like an angry Taiga in the middle of the rain this fall television season, I give you a list of salty snacks that will make even the most pressing television show worth while. Good enough to make you go all popcorn Gus:


What does it taste like?

Angie’s makes good popcorn. Period. Some of my favorites include the Lightly Sweet Popcorn and Sweet & Salty Caramel. Her popcorns are gluten-free, vegan, non-gmo, and with no high-fructose corn syrup. Talk about the gold mine of popcorn. Kerry Washington would be proud. Unfortunately this particular popcorn is not vegan because of the cheese but it is lacto ovo vegetarian, so that’s exciting.

My first time eating this, we had gotten a big bag of it from Costco, which they don’t sell anymore (boo you, Costco!) and I was like… this is intense. Very cheesy because they separate is so that the cheese is on top while the caramel is on bottom so you have to shake it. Each flavor is very true to itself– it’s caramel and cheddar and you can tell. It’s crunchy but not too crunchy and definitely not stale or rubbery. You don’t need a lot and they are best when you eat one of each together. Best show to eat this with: Are You Afraid of the Dark and the Haunting Hour this Halloween season. Because most of them are terrible actors, you need something this intense in order to not laugh at them.


What does it taste like?

This is the only snack on this list that is not gluten-free as far as I know, but that does not keeping it from being any less delicious. I ate these a lot. My favorite time to eat this is for breakfast, lunch or dinner. They’re good when you’re hungry, not hungry, and starving. They’re are the epitome of great snack. My favorite way to eat them is with almond butter.


Whaaaaat? Yes. Make it right. And that they did. The little crisps are salty goodness and the right amount of crack and when you dip them in almond butter it takes you back to those snacks you used to eat in school– but healthy. You know, those ones that you had the option of eating in cheese or peanut butter? I don’t know about you, but those were my life, and since I don’t eat them anymore these are my life.


What does it taste like?

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I know it seems weird to eat something called “Skinny Pop” because then it immediately makes you feel like you’re dieting. And at first these may even taste like you’re dieting, but once you rinse your palette of Orville Redenbacher this gluten-free alternative is like eating pizza my heart in comparison to cheese and crackers (which cheese and crackers are good, just not as good). This popcorn is very light and not very salty. You eat a lot just so you can get to those exceptions that are insanely buttery and salty. For popcorn like this, I’d say the best television show (or type of television show) to watch this with, would be reality TV. Whether it be something foreign and light like Roommate (because you know you get violent watching them eat every five seconds), or something more intense like Basketball Wives, Mob Wives and Real Housewives. Just so you don’t have to really pay attention to what you’re eating and you can straight up Ellen DeGeneres it.


What does it taste like?

Booty. Pirate’s Booty. I don’t know if you know this, but pirate’s booty is different (waaay different) than regular booty. It’s fluffier and is cheesier and saltier than most booties, which in this case is a good thing. Everybody has tried Pirate’s Booty. Everybody. If you haven’t, Oh my goddess, where have you been?

I used to eat Pirate’s Booty a lot when I was younger but it was mostly those little bags with only like three or four fluffs of cheese and it was always a huge disappointment. Somehow, recently, my sisters and I convinced my mom to get a huge bag of it from Costco. And even though it had been a long time since I’d last eaten it, I remembered it being absolutely delicious. And I was right. If it can shiver the timbers of the cosplayer with the butt chin on the bag, it’s got to be good.

These are also not vegan, but they are vegetarian (for some) and gluten-free. If you were to eat these with any type of show it would have to be something like Arrow or Flash, where there is enough going on that you completely forget how salty they are.


What does it taste like?

My mom’s birthday is in late July, so she’s super obsessed with these. Not too salty but then not too not salty enough, if that makes any sense. We got them from Costco, like where we get most of our chips and they were super inexpensive like most things from Costco are. You’d be surprised the snacks you can get that are great healthy alternatives to things like Lays (c) potato chips and Cheetos(c).  These are best with dip. Preferably this yogurt dip:


which is also gluten-free. As you can see Late July are organic and gluten free as well. I would suggest eating these babies with something like the Mindy Project or New Girl. Because even if you take your eyes off of them for a moment to dip your chip, you don’t miss anything.


What does it taste like?

Vegetables. No I’m just kidding. It actually tastes nothing like what you probably think they taste like because they are literally made out of vegetables. They are actually way good, just the right amount of saltiness and slight sweetness, where you completely forget you are eating vegetable chips. I know it sounds odd and I am not much of a food critic so bear with me, but they are buttery and extremely fragile. They literally melt when you place them on your tongue. These would be good with a squash bisque, or a grilled cheese sandwich both of which I’ve tried and had them with. Trés magnifique.

I would suggest eating these with something warm and funny like How to Get Away With Murder or Scandal or Witches Of EastEnd.


What does it taste like?

These were my kettle corn first loves. They are what we call “sweet popcorn”, because saying kettle corn is just too hard and doesn’t roll of the tongue. They are salty. They are sweet. They are crispy. They… are actually super sweet. They put you in the mind of an upturned version of the kettle corn by Boom Chicka Pop, which I mentioned earlier. But nevertheless, the are absolutely scrumlicious-finger-lickin’ good.

These are good to have for a show like Grimm (when it comes out) and the shows I mentioned for Boom Chicka Pop: the Haunting Hour, Goosebumps, and Are You Afraid of the Dark?.

And that is it… for now. You’ll take notice that this is a part 1, which means I have more goodies coming soon so look out!

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Have Breakfast with Me, Yeah?: How to Make Almond Butter Toast on Gluten-Free Bread


So, I had breakfast this morning and… I decided to take pictures of it.  It was vegan and vegetarian, but as somebody who’s used to healthy eating, it didn’t taste like it. It was delish and very filling despite the fact that it was only two pieces of gluten-free bread. This is not much of a how-to, because in my personal opinion, it’s pretty self-explanatory. But, I’ll explain what I did, anyway.


 First things First (I’m the realest):


So, you start with bread. I know, I know, shocking– but it’s necessary in this recipe. I chose the multi-grain, gluten-free bread from Costco. You would think that it would be either hard or dry, but surprisingly it was neither. When I first tasted this, as a part of a diet we were trying out, to me, it tasted like sweet sponge, and it was the consistency of a sponge as well. But after you toast it (which I did in a pan, with no oil on high heat), it is actually quite delectable.

I took this particular picture outside and it was so hot I am pretty sure the bag melted, like literally melted — either that or I nearly ripped it…. It’s hot guys! OKAY?! (No judging.) But it doesn’t matter, it’s bread and it’s gluten-free and it isn’t disgusting. I think that’s all that truly matters. Also, doesn’t that font just put you in such a Halloween mood? Try and say “Ah! I’m melting!” in your best wicked witch voice. Go ‘head try it. You know you want to. Nobody’s watching you but me. *sigh* I love Halloween……


Next, spread on your almond butter (creamy not chunky), also from Costco. The other brand (I won’t drop names, it’s rude… MaraNatha. Who said that?) had salmonella or something, and I’m pretty sure I had bacteria stuck in my intestine that made me look like I was having an alien child because only one portion of my stomach was bloated. It literally looked like a portion of my intestine had swollen up, like half of my entire torso had expanded outward. I sort of expected to give birth to E.T. the next time I sat down to use the bathroom.

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Next, sprinkle on about a teaspoon or two of chia seed. It’ll be crunchy, but because it helps with digestion (which you’ll need help with if you’ve been eating a certain almond butter from a certain brand.. MaraNatha), it’s worth it and if you sprinkle a little honey and cinnamon of your choice you can hardly taste it.


Have with a glass of cold water, and maybe a banana and that is what we call the breakfast of champions. That is all for now. If (when) you try it, come back here and tell me what you think. If you love it, great; if you hate it, I hate you. I’m just kidding. Maybe. No, I’m really kidding.


P.S. How many of you did your wicked with voice out loud? Tell me in the comment section below. Everybody who does it gets kudos in my next post for being awesome.

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It’s Time To Get Lucky

It is exactly two days (3, if you count the fact that I am posting this at 2 o’clock in the morning) after Halloween and it’s is now time to get ready for the next big business lucrative holiday. Black Friday– I mean, Christmas. Forget about Thanksgiving, the only people that make money from that is the grocery stores, or Veteran’s Day, nobody really makes money off of that. It’s time for the holiday where you wake up at the butt crack of dawn to buy presents that are never going to be used, or returned for the money the person you bought it for would have rather had. Don’t lie, you’re excited.  So in light of such news, I bring you ‘Getting Lucky’, a story I am writing and would love for you to read.


It’s Christmas Vacation: I don’t have a boyfriend, all of my friends are gone, and I’m lonely. Tonight, I’m getting wasted. Under-aged or not.

Lucky Anderson doesn’t feel so lucky. It’s Christmas vacation and while all of her closest friends are either visiting their relatives or spending quality time with their boyfriends she stuck at home with a Romantic Comedy and a box of tissues. One night, when she’s at her lowest, she decides to get drunk for the first time and while doing so she runs into more problems than just loneliness.

Enter Evan Gregory, the icy businessman who saves her life but wants nothing to do with her unless it involves a law suit. But inside of his snowy interior does there reside a warm teddy bear?… Lucky doubts it.

If that’s not enough, her so-called friends are teasing her for being alone on a holiday and on a whim she claims to have a boyfriend. Where is she going to get this magical boyfriend? She doubts Santa will be visiting her this Christmas.

It’s at times like this that Lucky wants nothing more than to be just that, Lucky.


I know, I know. Calm down. It’s Amaze. Now, Read on. It’s about half of the first chapter.

Getting Lucky

Getting Lucky

Chapter 1: Now the Jingle Hop Has Begun

He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake, he knows if you’ve been bad or good so be good for goodness sake…

Oh gosh this song is annoying. I mean, can one guy really do all of that? It’s enough that he knows whether I’m naughty or nice but now he knows when I’m sleeping too? Gosh, talk about being spread too thin. Ha-ha “thin”, Santa’s not thin. I’m not gonna lie, this song used to get me… still does, to be completely honest but what am I supposed to do when it’s Christmas break and I’m alone… again? Don’t worry, I already have the answer to that. Drink, that’s what you do. Right? That’s what they do in the movies. You know, to get courage or something? Maybe I’ll find my Ryan Gosling, maybe I won’t. But I’m still going to do it. Maybe. I sighed. Oh Santa, why is this place so intimidating? Is it because it’s a bar and everybody inside are probably zombies or is it because I’m under-aged and technically not allowed to drink yet?

I looked up towards the sky for strength and took a deep breath, cool air filling my lungs as I tried to muster up the courage to take a step forward. It was dark out, the stars barely visible through all the smog and lights of the city.  I shook my head, all of my wild curls hitting my face as I stomped around in a circle my hands so tight I could feel my skin through the striped fabric of my mittens.

I stopped and tried to seem normal as an older couple walked by. I smiled politely at them as they stared at me judgmentally shaking their heads in disappointment with the youth of these days. That’s literally what I heard them say: “The youth these days”, who does that?

When they were far enough to be out of ear shot, which wasn’t far I might add, I sighed, “Self-righteous **** ** ******.”  I shook my head, cutting my brown eyes in their direction. Calm down, Lucky, no need to curse the elderly.

My shoulders sagged as I looked back toward the tall, red brick and mortar building in front of me. There were two large windows next to the glass door and yellow light streamed out to the sidewalk from the glow of their cheap bulbs. From outside you could see a chair and circular table in front of the left window and the right one had what looked like coats pressed up against it. The door had a “We’re Open” sign stuck on it followed by their time slots. I looked up at the name of the pub; “Bob and Apples’ Bar and Pub” was carved into a wooden plaque in curly letters and painted gold. Seemed harmless enough and it had gotten rave reviews from friends, though most of them are older than me and therefore allowed to drink here.

A black car passed behind me and an icy draft caressed my face, reminding me that it was -0 degrees outside and I should not be standing outside in a school girl skirt and stockings like it’s the middle of August. So when the door opened and the bell rang as a laughing couple came outside with large smiles and a dazed look of new love in their eyes, I cringed inwardly but took that sudden sense of jealousy, did a little dance, my boots clicking softly on the cement and ran in, the door closing shut behind me.

The sound of good old fashioned drunken laughter and cheering with the faint underlining of jazz filled my ears as I stepped inside, it was a welcome replacement from the Christmas music coming from the speakers outside. It smelt strangely of cranberries and sweat as I looked around. My wide, brown eyes feasted on all of the various colors and people as I realized something—they were all so normal. The tall guy with the pot belly and plaid shirt with mustache-clad lips wrapped around a tilted beer bottle could easily be the UPS man or, a killer.  I narrowed my eyes and scanned the area. There was a large, wooden bar in the center of the room with bottles and bottles of alcohol all the way up to the ceiling. Chairs and round tables filled the empty space around the bar and there was a television mounted on the ceiling playing a soccer match. People cheered, arms flailing and bodies rubbing together. This explained the sweaty smell that nearly dominated the establishment.

As I stood there with my mouth agape in astonishment, a man walked in behind me and bumped into me. His strong hand touched my arm softly and excused himself before walking away.

“Oh no… it’s okay.” I muttered, distracted. I took off my forest green wool coat and turned around to hang it up, glancing around me in curiosity. More cheering commenced and I giggled. This was nothing like I had expected to be. There were no zombies, just normal people out to forget all their problems and enjoy themselves. Like me. This is exciting. This is fun. This is… good. I can do this.

In an attempt to fit in, I started bobbing my head to the jazz, smiling at the people who glanced at me. Are you supposed to dance at a bar? I stopped. Do I look like I’m only 18? Amidst all of these twenty and thirty year olds I certainly feel like it. Oh Santa—- no, nope, stop it right there. I can do this. No more Daisy Downer. I’m already in, there’s no turning back now. I straightened my back and tilted my head. The place was a lot fuller than it seemed at first; all of the tables were full and there were only a few barstools left.  I quickly left my awkward spot in front of the door and began to wade through the crowd to get to the counter where I saw the bartender with a towel over his shoulder and his back to the crowd.

Excuse me.” I muttered, but my voice sounded small in comparison to the yells and cheers going on around me. So I joined in as I more roughly shoved those pushing me against others. When I saw an empty barstool I immediately took it, cheering, for other reasons beside the game. There was an older guy with a hat on his face that was passed out to my left and some lady with too much perfume on to my right.

I tried to hide my disgust as I turned to the bartender, “I love this game.” I said with a smile—people always tell me I look a little older when I smile. Well three people told me. Three honest people… I hope. The bartender looked to be a man in his early forties with short, dark black hair and hazel-blue eyes depending on the lighting. If I had to guess I’d say he was Italian.

“Oh, yeah? Who’s playing?” The bartender raised an eyebrow suspiciously as he turned around, drying out a small shot glass.

I glanced down, gnawing nervously at my bottom lip. I tapped my red painted nails on the wood and guessed, “The, uh, Wild… Kangaroos?” I looked to him for confirmation, but I already know that I was so wrong.

The bartender smiled showing off a nice set of pearly whites, “You don’t even know what game it is, do you?” He asked with a chuckle.

“Uh, yeah!  I totally do—its soccer!” I exclaimed, excited that he finally asked me a question I could answer. I grinned proudly, unwrapping my scarf from my neck and laying it out on my lap.

Ding ding ding.”  He called, turning swiftly on his heel, his arms spread out wide. I chuckled, slightly surprised by his sudden outburst. He didn’t seem like the type to get so excited so quickly. Nonetheless, I think I’m gonna like this guy. He plopped the glass down in front of me on the table. “So, what’s your poison?”

What… poison? I thought they only sold drinks here, and chili fries…  “Oh, right. A drink. Uhm…” I looked around as a waitress walked by with a tray in hand that held three shot glasses one of which had tons of ice and lime at the bottom. “I’ll have one of those.” I said pointing at it.

“Do you have an I.D.?” He asked. I tried not to panic. I did come prepared with a fake I.D., I just hoped it worked. I’d practiced, if he asked any questions. Yes, my name really is Lucky Anderson. No, you aren’t getting lucky tonight.

Read the rest here. 🙂

DANG: Halloween Got Here Fast and CrEATivity

One minute I was getting fruit and the next I was getting candy. *sigh* How time passes. Anyways, I am going trick or treating this Halloween. Usually, we don’t, but my 4-year old sister really wanted to go so we are. I’ll post pictures after. Until then, enjoy these fruit Spooky-isms.




Look at how creative I got. Man, I’m so proud of me… Keep going!



Note: I am writing a surprise that I will post ASAP, I have not forgotten about the cookies, and have a Fruitful Halloween! Kisses and Kombuchas! 😀