I’ve been flying around on some kind-of-a wacky carpet ride since Halloween, and it’s been one wild ride. Before holiday commitments loom large on my horizon (& somewhere over my rainbow), I knew it was high -time for me to return to terra firma and fulfill my blogpost obligation. (I was also waiting to hear from a rather funny newspaper cartoonist, although I never did.) Meanwhile,”Rosie Colleen” really hopes you like her Halloween photo. So does my old man. He had a “ghoulish” time getting Miz Rosie into her canine costume. Guess she really was “spooked” by that witch hat on her furry little head. Rosie is such a demanding diva, we shudda known betta. The old man then took a photo of a young woman grocery shopping in costume (I think) for a “Day of the Dead” event. He tried to tell me that she was a Deadhead. I told him this particular “Day” has nothing to do with the Grateful Dead. It’s an ancestral celebration. I don’t think he believed me. But, we were in Berkeley, where anything “G. Dead” can & does happen.
Earlier that day in Berkeley – we encountered pal Sharon at our fave grocery store (Hey, we enjoy grocery shopping), and had her pose for a second photo. I thought she was wearing an early Christmas chapeau, although she referred to her topper as a “celebration” hat. This colorfully-dressed woman is a charter member of the celebration nation. It’s a “nation” we all ought to join. Sharon puts a smile on your face & sometimes makes you giggle with delight at her enlightened sense of fun. She probably has no idea that she is a natural healer who provides endorphin moments for nearly everyone she encounters. Yeah, even in a light-hearted place such as Berkeley, there are SOME grouches. Go figure. Don’t YOU dare be one of them!
Our favorite house for gathering holiday decorating ideas (ANY holiday, it appears) is located on Lakeshore Avenue in Oakland. The extremely creative woman who owns this fabulous showstopper decorates non-stop for holidays both big and small. The hubby and I drove over there before & after Halloween for inspiration –and to take a photo or two. Decorating her domicile with a cornucopia of whimsical pumpkins worked fine for Halloween and Thanksgiving. (I guess she hadn’t heard of Thanksgivukkah!) Her home absolutely shouts “festive holiday.” (I was thankful there were no gnomes in sight!! Not one. Nada for her entire front yard.) The homeowner went from mainly ghouls & goblins to gobblers galore. Visibly happy people often pause to admire or photograph her displays. The joy factor must truly be high in her neighborhood. Let’s give thanks to this wonderful woman, for the happiness and smiles she provides.
My own domicile is a gobbler-free zone. On Thanksgiving every year we chow down on a stir-free range “turkey” which I sculpt from a huge, extra- firm block of organic tofu. My old man hates to “carve” it, but he just loves the fair trade, organic, well-sauced & seasoned gravy-mix reduction I serve it with. He wouldn’t gobble “Tofu Tom” without it. To be honest, the hubby doesn’t gobble much at all. (He sometimes gobbles late at night & neighbors complain.) Maybe next year we’ll splurge and go Tofurky ™ instead. I hear it’s a “really” delish dish.
Peace, love, joy, laughter & tofu for all,
!! Exclusive Gnome Update!!
Before I get back on my wacky carpet (decorated for the coming Holidays), I did promise you an exclusive gnome update. Remember? I want to put garden gnomes to bed for the coming winter. To maintain my own mental health, I MUST. (To my great surprise, I “found” a funny cartoon in the Sunday comics featuring two garden gnomes hung in the shed and being “put to bed” for the long winter! I contacted the cartoonist twice for permission to use her ‘toon, however, she went AWOL on me.)
I keep seeing these puppies…er, I mean, gnomes, constantly. Those darn red hats seem to be everywhere. When I flew recently –NOT on my carpet – there were skeleton gnomes for sale in the flight magazine. Skeleton gnomes? Including a girly gnomette? Really?? There’s no way I would purchase these creepy garden-guarders.
Gnomes have even been featured on my local TV evening news. No, they’re not prime-time newscasters…yet. An investigative report featured a story on two red-hatter gnomes that were pilfered from a porch in the mysterious East Bay. The “boys” were created by the homeowner’s late granddaughter. And HE wants them returned!
I nearly jumped outta my swivel chair when I saw a garden gnome doormat for sale along with the Christmas doormats. A gnome with a rake is Christmas? I don’t think so. Maybe with a shovel, I don’t know. You’ve heard the old saying, “If you can’t beat them, join them.” It went on sale, and I did! This gnome has one BIG rake to deter all the gnomes who dare approach the front door. Now I have my very own gnomie on guard duty. Rumor is he once worked for Gnomeland Security, and previously- starred in the hit movie “Gnome Alone.” If my gnomie doesn’t do his job, he’s goin’ to bed for the winter…alone. Have yourself a gnomeless little winter, y’all.