Halloween Confessions

http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.5/Confession #1:  We are not carving pumpkins this year because I don’t like the mess and can’t justify spending $30 on 5 pumpkins.  Also, I have to do most of the carving and cleaning and that is murder on the carpal tunnel.   Go ahead and say it.  I’m a terrible mom.  I’m totally okay with that.

Confession #2:  We are not handing out candy.  We have 5 children.  Does anyone expect me to take them out by myself so that my husband can sit at home and hand out candy?  Not happening.  Maybe we’ll get egged.  Whatever.  At least there won’t be pumpkins to smash.  (Note:  I did hand out candy at my church’s Trunk or Treat.  I’m not a complete ogre.)

Confession #3:  I will raid my kids’ bags when they are sleeping.  My candy of choice?  Snickers, Starburst, and Sweet Tarts.  I have a thing for candies beginning in “S.”

From The Thing (1982) Hilarious.

Confession #4: I don’t watch scary movies on Halloween because I’m honestly scared to death of them.  I can handle the really bad ones with cheesy special effects, but Paranormal Activity?  No stinkin’ way.  The Ring still gives me nightmares.  The Exorcist?  Help.  Masks, mirrors, and Gregorian chants give me the creeps.  I hide behind a pillow when I “watch” scary movies.

Sparkly vampires are more my style.  (Wait.  I think that counts as another confession. Consider that Confession #5, then.)

"Real Vampires Don't Sparkle." Um, "Real Vampires" don't exist.

Okay, now that the confessions are over, I thought it’d be fun to share some of my own “scary stories.”  Enjoy!

Happy Halloween!

The Ultimatum

I’m Thinking of Growing a Beard 

The Secret

A Scary Text

The Test

Growing a Blog

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In a surreal moment this week,  someone asked me for blogging advice.  Me.  The techno-phobe who still sweats buckets every time I hit the publish button.  I was flattered.

In her request for advice, she said something very interesting:

It seems like yours [blog] grew enormously in a short amount of time.

Has it really been a short time?  Sometimes it feels like I’ve been blogging forever.  So I went back and checked the date of my first post. No, it hasn’t been forever.  It’s been almost exactly 9 months–long enough to grow a baby, my blog baby.

In January 2011, I was terrified nobody would read my blog.  Or worse, they’d read it and hate it.  That didn’t happen.  I blogged religiously for 2 solid months, with only friends and family giving me feedback, before I got my first “real” commenter (sorry friends and family, you don’t count.  Obligation and all that.)  Not only my first commenter, but my first “internet” friend.**  It was me and her for the longest time.  I kept at it for two more months and steadily gained more commenters and subscribers.  More friends.

**I adore her and her story, which you can find at Love Versus Goliath.  Thank you so much, Robyn.

People scoff at the idea of “internet friends.”  Well, everyone is entitled to their opinion.  I have had so much love and support from people on Momfog.  When my house burned down, the offers of help were phenomenal.  One lovely woman sent me a care package from the Netherlands with local foods and some handmade cards and ornaments from her and her children.  When I decorate my tree, I’ll know “internet friends” are “real friends.”

Aren't they cute?

So, has my blog “grown enormously?”  Based on my expectations on January 24, I’d have to say yes.  I have more subscribers than I ever thought possible and I have loyal commenters whom I love.  But it’s not only about the numbers.

The writing has changed.  In the beginning, I was excited and nervous.  The posts were safe: kids, housecleaning, parenting, spa days.  Then I found Write On Edge (formerly the red dress club.)  They inspired me to branch out, try writing a fiction piece now and then, focus my writing on a particular subject and keep to a word count.  If I was nervous before, I was on the verge of a breakdown then.  Again, the support of other awesome bloggers got me through it.

Now what?  Do I sit back and relax?  Keep doing what I’m doing?  After all, someone asked me for blogging advice.

Of course not!

The Blog is still growing.  I’m fielding offers.  I’m doing book reviews.  I’m hosting giveaways.  I’m starting a weekly feature.  Who knows what else I’ll come up with?

Nine months can grow a baby, but it takes time and effort to grow a mature adult.  I’ve only just begun.


Tuck Your Skirt In Your Panties And Run

On November 1, author Lucy Adams is making a stop on Momfog to promote her book, Tuck Your Skirt in Your Panties and Run.   If you’re southern, want to be southern, or simply like to laugh at with southerners, it’s definitely the book for you.   It is hilarious.

I’ll have a full review up next week.

In honor of Miss Lucy’s visit, I’m hosting my very first giveaway.  I have no idea what I’m doing, but I’m sure I’ll be able to pick a winner and mail out the item in a timely manner.  But we’re going to keep it simple, just in case.

First of all, the prize.

Tuck Your Skirt Tote Bag


Now, what do you have to do?  I could make you “Like” me on Facebook, “Follow Me” on Twitter, link to me, promise me a kidney if I ever need one, etc.  But really, it’s a tote bag.  So, just leave a comment and you’re entered. (Note:  It wouldn’t kill you to tweet, stumble, or share.  Help me out, here.)

As for my super duper scientific method of choosing a winner, it’s this:

I will write down all your names on a piece of paper, cut them out very neatly, and place them in a hat, or a ziplock bag, or a big bowl.  One of my children, probably the 6-year-old, will remove one of the slips of paper and hand it to me.  I will read it.  The name I read is the winner.  Sound fair?

The giveaway starts Tuesday, October 24 at 10:00 PM (EST) and ends Wednesday, November 2 at 11:59 PM (EST).  I will draw on Thursday, November 9 at “whenever I find the time (EST)” and contact you.

Don’t forget to check out Lucy Adams appearance on November 1!

Leave a comment to be entered in the giveaway!  Good luck!