Are you feeling it yet? That creepy spine tingling shiver that crawls up your back leaving your little hairs all electrified? Are you seeing shadowy figures in the dark corners of your house? Do they vanish as you gasp while swinging around towards the entity? Well, I am here to get you in the mood. For what? HALLOWEEN! Continue reading
Monthly Archives: October 2012
I get into the Halloween spirit by watching glimpsing at horror and thriller movies on television. While multitasking, I peek through my fingers once in a while to see what mayhem has arisen.
I’ve seen zombies, one of the Scary Movie series onslaught and one scene from Friday the 13th complete with Freddy Kruger. When flipping through the channels the other night, I stumbled upon one of my very favorite Halloween comedies – Addams Family Values.
The lines were poetic, the quips unrelenting, and the cast replete with Angelica Huston, the late Raul Julia, Joan Cusack, Christina Ricci and Christopher Lloyd had me laughing out loud. I have always loved these deathly, creepy, and wonderfully morbid characters. Continue reading
This is my first published piece in the Boulder newspaper! I wrote it out of frustration after watching the last blow out and listening to the same old explanations. I have a different take on CU’s football team.
My daughter Courtney and her dance team before the game
An Open Letter to the CU Buffs
I just returned from another disappointing loss; this one against University of Southern California. My husband and I stayed for the whole game as brutal as it was. We are your super fans.
You guys are defeated, deflated and some give the impression of being dejected. It was apparent in your body language and energy after the third touchdown. I just have one question: Why? Continue reading
Kassandra slipped under the comforter. As she drifted off, a thought pulled her back. “Did I lock the back door? Oh, he’ll be home soon.” Continue reading
Have you ever traveled somewhere and felt an instant connection? I feel that way every time I am in California.
Maybe it’s because of the beauty created by its people.
On the beach in Santa Barbara
Maybe it’s because this is a place where the mountains meet the ocean. Continue reading
Danny and I celebrated our 25th anniversary on October 10th. Many have asked, “What’s your secret to a successful marriage?”
Here are my top ten list:
You have to be willing to go the extra mile or 1000 like I did when I moved from Wisconsin to Colorado after our wedding. Danny is the most romantic guy around. He asked me to marry him at the top of the gondola in Aspen after giving me 9 plastic rings over the weekend. He continues to surprise me. “Gasp!”
He’s my best friend and I don’t keep secrets from him. I can tell him anything, but I can also read his mind when it’s screaming, “That is way too much information Susie! Sheesh!” Continue reading
It all started years ago, back in Wisconsin, I had my wisdom teeth pulled. While high on Tylenol 3’s, I watched the Oprah Winfrey Show for the first time. She interviewed several contestants competing to take over the job of Dear Abby; an advice columnist.
Every time someone asked a question, they came up with varying answers, until a young woman phoned in. She asked what she should do with a boyfriend who wouldn’t commit to marriage after 2 years of dating. Every panelist said, “Give him the ultimatum,” and then they cut to a commercial. Continue reading
Did I scare you Danny?
I learned about The Wilhelm Scream through Lame Adventures blog. Apparently a dude named Wilhelm screamed in a film back in the day and it became pretty darn famous. It has been reused in many other movies by foleys who drop in the sound effects.
I wondered if there was a famous gasp. The Lame Adventurer said she wasn’t familiar with the gasp.
“Gasp!” How could she not be familiar with the gasp! I don’t think I have gone through a day without gasping.
Gasp: a sudden intake of air expressing fright and freaking out everyone else around the aforementioned gasper. Often the gasp is followed by the clutching of one’s chest since a heart attack feels imminent. Continue reading
He had watched her for days.
Sheila crouched over her rose garden, preoccupied with the snipping of dead blossoms. She stood and stretched while running her hands along her lower back.
He slipped behind a tree as she crossed the yard.
After laying the shears on the garage workbench, she stepped inside the house.
He followed. Continue reading