It’s all about creepy stories, horror movies, scary costumes, trick or treat, darkness, the full moon … and … for me above all … pumpkins :d!!

This year 7 of them were hand carved at my place. 2 of them are shining at my sister’s home and the other 5 are guarding our front door.

These were the 7 chosen patrons this year:

The skeleton

The witch

The welcome sign

The gollom

The eye of the beholder

The head of the dragon

The dragon

The thing about this year is that most people around me are losing the spirit of the season. Claiming it to be ordinary or to not even liking it, anymore and even … never did. They throw the season away b/c that’s all it is to them, another season, another time of year that passes by just the same. They throw it away w/o opening their hearts to it … but how can you love anything, if you don’t allow yourself to feel it …

I love Christmas, not b/c of the commercial hype, although I have to admit that it’s getting worse every year … but some part of me agrees to it … sometimes I also need that extra reminder, that extra ray of light to show me hope, that extra ornament that is just impossible to ignore to remind me that it is not just another time of year …
Some might call these people crazy … but at least they cared enough, at least they loved enough, at least they felt … or at least they want to feel …

The holiday season … the Christmas spirit … if you can’t feel it, there’s nothing on this earth that could help you understand … it’s not about the presents, it’s not about the ornaments, it’s not about who lights up their house most … it’s about family, it’s about coming together as one and making them feel like kings and queens, listened to during the year, special just as they are … it’s about bringing smiles and showing you care …

The Christmas spirit … you can smell it when you step outside, you breath it in and it flows through you vains bringing a smile to your face, knowing that it is not just another season … it’s the time of year that invites you on a journey that only a heart open to it can undertake … if you can’t feel it, nothing on this earth can help you understand …

The TV in my room had been suffering from the “green-dot-in-the-middle-of-the-screen” disease everytime I turned it off, even unplugged it, for a while now. But, my dad assured me that as long as I kept unplugging it after viewing, there was no chance it could explode, so I still felt pretty safe around it … plus you couldn’t see any of it while it was playing, so I didn’t really feel the need yet to replace it … (ok ok, you could argue that I’m way too attached to my things ) …

But, anyway … yesterday, my dad comes home and he says that he just bought something, a surprise for me … and ow yeah … it was a black sweet thin TV :d … and I am completely loving it :d

I said goodbye to my old one:

And I said hello to my new one, a 23″ LCD TV from Samsung:

Life can indeed be good …

“You and what matters to you, preserved for eternity.
Hundreds of years now, people will wonder about this time and place. Now’s your chance to tell them what you and your world, your art, your culture and your tradition were all about in 2006.”

This time capsule sounds like a pretty nice thing to get involved in … still 15 days to go to contribute to it … it may not be a lot, it may not even mean a thing to anyone … but it will be your voice out there … for eternity …

If there would be one thing you’d want to live on forever … what would it be ?

… 15 days …

Take your chance here: Yahoo Time Capsule

So, if you’re bored, don’t know what to do, want to try something new, want to experiment, want to just act as crazy as you really are … read it and try it … join me in my newest quest …

The Invisible Grip

The song One of Us by Joan Osborne captured the crowd and guided their spirits to the Convent revealed on the well-decorated stage in front of us. The lights faded completely and we found ourselves all at the mercy of the nuns.

The prioress of the convent hated what they’d become as nuns. She found the luxury they were accustomed to over the years, appalling. So she did what … well no one actually … would do, she turned back time. From now on, everyone in the convent would live again by the rules set by their founder Saint Agneta of Peer.

I think most ppl in the audience hadn’t laughed this hard in a long time, while most of the nuns were learning how to be a real nun again, having to dress up looking like a penguin, be on an “old-bread-and-water”-diet and … at the same time being romantically tempted by the new father who had just joined the nearby abbey. Not forgetting of course, the nun who very subtle showed her lesbian nature …

Between every act we were treated to a song that set the mood even more. Going from present songs to old ones, going back to present ones. This way, all our senses were, at the right time, taken back to a time non of us would want to live in by choice, but all of us loved watching while these nuns were trying to cope with it.
At the end of the play the prioress came to her senses and as one convent they united and took back their luxureous lifestyle.

Personally, I loved the play and the company I was with. I’m already looking forward to go again with them next year.