Halloween Spirit Please, Mommy

My husband, who loves to "put on a show", isn't too enthusiastic about putting on a costume.  Me?  I'm not much for being the center of attention but if it involves a disguise, I'm in!  I  must admit that I do love Halloween.  Maybe it's my Harris genes ...  my mother's bloodline .... as almost every family gathering involved lots of decorating, dressing up or donning costumes as well as singing and performing in some manner.  When I was younger (> 35!), I loved planning my Halloween attire and spending days shopping and getting ready. Then, I'd stick a pumpkin on the porch and I was off to party land.  Now, with a five year old in the house, we spend weeks planning his outfit and decorating the house with my costume priorities at the bottom of the list... hunting last minute for something black to wear and sticking a pointed hat on my head.  But this year, after my son voiced his wish that I would be something other than a witch, I promised to put in more effort to my own ensemble. After some thought, I was finally inspired by a Viking hat I bought at the Kingsburg Swedish Festival (my hubby and I are both 1/4 Swedish and 3/4 mutt) that's been sitting on the closet shelf for two years.  Between my mom's closet and mine, I've managed to piece together quite a get-up!  But, you'll have to wait until All Hallows Eve.......

This year, we also adopted this little handmade recycled wooly owl family (from WoolCrazy on Etsy) which actually consists of five owls...three are at home (mamma, pappa and baby) and two are away at school with our grown daughters.

“A wise old owl sat on an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard; Why aren't we like that wise old bird?”