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I will admit, I find myself in a state of gray lately. Funky, off center, and in need of more sleep than I can get. It’s probably just the weather (and rebounding from this virus that is still kicking me sideways!) but it’s getting to me. It seems that every corner I turn in this house, I find yet another project half finished or half cleaned or half undone. I’m left feeling a little undone myself.

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Feeling a bit like this wrecked witch.

Evidently, our small town has its seasonal act together. A spattering of these wind blown lovelies have appeared in the last week and every where I go there are Halloween displays. In fact, if you are local and are looking for a great witch costume, do I have a tip for you. The Antique Mall on Marine features a vendor who puts together whole witch ensembles for a bargain. For $18-$25 you can go as a glorious spell-caster: complete with groovy dress, jewelry, and hat! All vintage and all perfectly bewitching. Hurry!! (her stall is on the basement level… ask at the front desk, they’ll direct you.)

Considering the holiday is creeping up with speed, my little family is showing no signs of taking that seriously. Now, I love Halloween! The pumpkins, the candy, the decorations, Boo! It’s true, I tend to eschew advanced planning, but this is not the case with Halloween. You would think being surround by “Js” that my little family would be well on our way to glorious Halloween. Not so! I’ve yet to manage a serious conversation with the men in my family about it. They are scattered-brained on the subject matter. We should be Pirates. We should do Jedi. No, no, Harry Potter. We should plan an elaborate themed extravaganza and hire musicians. Yet, when pressed on any of this, both of them look at me like I’m speaking gibberish. They become downright Zombiefied; regrettably, that’s not helping with the all important planning part of this Halloween.

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If these sad little pumpkins, trapped in their grocery netting are any indication, it could be weeks before we get our acts together. Which leads me to believe that we will do what we always do. Let the kid reuse his costume for another year (4th year running!!!!) and carve pumpkins late on the 30th. I’m not sure what it’s going to take to bewitch this family into action. Could someone lend me a wand?