Saturday, October 31, 2009


First of all, I woke up kind of giddy because it was an hour earlier than the clock read, and that was a treat. But it took me an hour and twelve minutes to figure out that we don't Fall Back until tomorrow, and so that was a trick.

Today is Halloween and that should be a treat, because we love carving pumpkins and roasting seeds and dressing up and we even have an actual invitation to a party. The trick is that we are sick, some of us are very sick. Geoff finally admitted that "groaning (a lot) helps," so I mentally down-graded his condition from critical to pitiful. He still has my sympathy. William and Maria are just improving, but then Alex and Max succumbed. We deserve a break, but it's not coming yet...

All during this time that I neglected Chickenblog I was thinking of really wonderful, insightful and hilarious things to post about. Sometimes, while shoving junk gently wrapping precious treasures in to boxes I would compose beautiful narratives to share, things I would want to reflect upon and recall joyfully in the future... what a treat my deep thoughts and Atumnal musings were. But the trick is I cannot remember any of it.

And now my deepest thoughts go something like this:

I wish the cats could talk, then they could tell me how awesome this place is. I hope they think it is awesome. I think it is awesome. It totally is. Awesome. Maybe I will see it in their eyes, a sign that they love it so much here that they will never run away or scratch the walls or barf on the stairs. That would be awesome.

Is chocolate good for the flu? Is this the flu? Someone is going to admonish me for thinking of chocolate and sugar when I am sick. But if this is the flu, don't I want to to go out happy?

We seriously do have a lot of stuff. I don't want to think about it, but I keep stubbing my brain on the subject every time I look around.

Maria is going to be Dorothy for Halloween. She was Dorothy when she was one and we had just moved from the TreeHouse to Garage Mahal. It fits, because she is adorable and because to look around here you would think we arrived by tornado. Still, there's no place like home.

Happy Halloween. Enjoy life's treats!


Em said...

Aww... drat that time change!

Taylor Anne is also Dorothy this year... her first time... and my son is the lion, we have the dog (Buster) Toto too!

I'm sorry everyone is so sick over at your place - I hope you're able to get out and have a little bit of fun... but be careful not to overdo it or pass out too many jerm-y tricks!

tara said...

We too have gone through the sickies. Not fun.
I thought I was the only one who composed brilliant and funny blog entries in my head only to forget what I was going to say later. Glad I'm not alone.
We are currently going through a huge purge. Our stuff was sufocating me. Alot of it is leaving via freecycle.

tea time and roses said...

Hello Dear Natalie,

Believe me those little bugs have been flying around in my family. I am so sorry you all are not feeling well. Don't you just hate this when it happens.

I am having a little giveaway over at my place and surely wanted you to be a part. The giveaway ends on tomorrow Sunday, November 1 at 11 p.m. If possible pop over ok. Chat with you soon.:o)

Take care of yourselves.:o)



Allison said...

Sympathies about the germs. They have been at our house recently and have just left! Happy halloween to you and your family!