October 31, 2007


Trick or Contraction

We like Halloween around here. I mean, every house with kids under 12 is in a frenzy that is starting to rival Christmas, but my son was born on Halloween, so there's also been that to pony onto it for us.

Sixteen years ago tonight, I shelled out, ate dinner, then had a kid. All before 11pm, which meant that I missed Knots Landing for the first and only time in its entire run. That is how I can fondly gaze at my son and always know he was born on a Thursday.

When he was little, he used to think that everyone was getting dressed up and celebrating his birthday. My birthday falls on the Ukranian Christmas, but I only ever saw one person doing that squatty leg dance once (Myron in grade two), and it wasn't on my birthday, so I never made the connection. It's probably better not to have to share your birthday.

From the only place that does haunted houses really, really well, I'll link to this piece from the Guardian. How can you not read a travel piece that includes the sentence, "Murder, satanism and child sacrifice are just some of the light-hearted activities supposed to have taken place in this ramshackle building". England doesn't just have ancient haunted scary things, it's got bickering psychics and a tongueless woman. I'll let you decide if that's a good thing or not.

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Myron, whose last name sounded like a sneeze?

your sister

November 01, 2007 10:08 AM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Yup. Don't all Ukranian last names sound like a sneeze? Sorta like German ones sound like you're clearing your throat?

November 01, 2007 10:12 AM  
Anonymous OmemeeOzzie said...

Gotta love the fact that your sister logs in "anonymously" then signs off as your sibling!

November 01, 2007 12:12 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

She's still mastering this blog thing...frankly, I'm just thrilled to have anyone owning up to being related to me.

Think of what my poor kids go through.

November 01, 2007 7:24 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I once had a password, but I can't remember the name or password I used back then. Anon is easier. Anyway, she has a lot of sisters so no one will know it's me.

signed:
(one of) her sister(s)

p.s. I have more fun watching you guys go back and forth. Arlene, where are you?

November 02, 2007 2:34 PM  

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