Which Witch are You?

the evening gives way to tired and spent body parts as I settle in for a working night. Today was spent worrying and fussing and cleaning and not a bit of cooking! Almost a sin in my realm to not have turned on the stove and I am less than 24hrs away from the Halloween party! Lucky for me this isn't one of those over-done full blown catered events that I used to put out for my only child. Instead, my baby sister is trying her hand at the whole "friending the neighborhood" ordeal! (snickers) Don't get me wrong, I offered my assistance and was told none was needed. And at midnight tonight the phone rang and the worried but pushy voice asked me what food I was making!

Now we all have our days and I have certainly been where she is at my first time at it. Only today I felt kind of like her last resort. I was just at her house and even tried to convince her that a five-gallon jug of "swamp water"(punch) would be good as there were going to be plenty of kiddies and adults and such. Now I'm on the unwritten sign-up sheet of "they who has disappointed her already for not bringing or planning to bring food." Truth be told there will be a tub of Nestle Toll House squares in the car along with a fiver of swampy's best and 6 adults! I will not set-up or take down or even "watch" over the kids. I know what costume I will wear and will be spending the better part of dayside playing backstage make-up artist for 4 grown children.

I am a good sister. Really I am, but I just am not in the mood for this. I did this for years. I catered big deals and did all the decorating and such by myself. I even was stuck doing the cleanup the morning after, alone, as it was hunting season and the hubby of the year was gone just before sunrise. He helped a little with the trees and such but the bulk of the work was bore on my shoulders and it was awesome! I am quite proud of the spectacle I  made and how adept I was at convincing him to dress as I wanted and the fun we had. Somewhere there's a big dude that looks like Paul Bunyan outside of Tampa getting his shit in gear to go hunting tonight and he's thinking of me and that damn gay pirate costume I made him wear! I bet he thinks on it a lot at this time of year as he never knew what a vampy tramp I was though he was well acquainted with the "witch" he married! So tomorrow, I will be a sexy fat lazy self-absorbed witch once again only this time I don't have to lift a finger and I get the sheer joy and amusement at watching my poor sister lose her head while mine stays firmly where the fates first placed it! I could almost feel sorry for her if it wasn't for me getting into character a little early as I wouldn't want to disappoint with a "less than" performance! For now I will ponder how my dear sweet silver goddess is going to seat six adults, me, another mom, a proctologist, a cartoon character (Velma from Scooby), a zombie and a dead girl with camp chairs and a five gallon container full of chug that weighs more than a ten year old porker! ~mobe's love to you all and her all to her loves