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My daughter just told me yesterday that my 17 month old grand daughter Adriana pointed to the scarecrow decorations my daughter put up and said “whats that”? my daughter answered “They are scarecrows” The baby then ran away screaming scary; scary and would not go back into the sun room. When big sis Allyson (15) came home from school Adriana told her ‘scary’ and pointed to the sun room. Allyson said “they are not scary they are just straw men”. Baby went into the sun room and has now been playing with the straw men for nearly 24 hours. Amazing the power of a word.

Awwwww. That’s so sweet. I guess that guy did his job, huh? Glad the baby and the scarecrow made such fast friends! Thanks for sharing:)

I’ve never made a scarecrow and need to! I drove by a vineyard in Yountville and snapped this shot of a chef scarecrow and thought is was the happiest scarecrow I’d ever seen!! So I wanted to share it. HAPPY HALLOWEEN. My feet are sore from dancing at a party last night, didn’t get home until the wee hours!

Laura,
I think you might even remember this one. My sophomore year at U of I, I had a “luck of the draw” roommate after my not so great experience with 2 “friends” second semester freshman year. So, I came home one night after a few hours at KAMS with the girls. My room was locked, but not bolted. When I opened the door Pam, my roommate and Myron (her boyfriend and that is his real name) were completely naked.
Not a pretty sight. Funny though.

WOW. Great story, Jules!! No I never heard that one. I don’t know what’s funnier. That they were both standing there, naked, or…that his name was Myron. For some reason Myron in my mind doesn’t DOOOO things like that. Ever. hahahahha.

You might have heard this one. I roomed with a girl ["luck of the draw roomie"] from the heart of Illinois. A girl who wasn’t comfortable with “the big city” of Champaign-Urbana. I was out ALOT my first semester frosh year. One day I come home and…she’s GONE. Like everything packed up all her stuff…gone. You know how sad a dorm room is with nothing on the walls. So, for the rest of the year, I had NO roommate. But I was never home. It was so bizarre. My side of the dorm room was full of pics and stuff and the other side looked like The Grinch had just stolen everything:)

Of course then there’s this story about this awesome girl I used to live one door down from. BOY was she a riot. And we’re still friends to this day:):) Xoxoxox

The timing of this prompt couldn’t be better – I have to write an article about dog owning for next Monday. (With particular reference to Belgium.) So, if anyone has any stories they want to tell, I’d love to hear about them!

Claire, glad it’s good timing. I have a TON of dog stories and they are all here. My dog as crashed weddings and made friends with more people than ourselves. He’s just a rambling guy. Even charmed the local dog catcher in the neighborhood we just moved too [after making her very, very angry and landing himself in jail] !! good luck with your article. Here are my Oso stories:

http://laurasmagicday.livejournal.com/tag/oso

Enjoyg:)

From a Facebook friend:

The woman with the rare heart disease that fooled the Doctors. She was declared dead and buried alive. Her daughter had placed Mom’s Lap Top in her casket before the burial as an “afterlife” memento. Two days later the daughter began to get emails from her Mom. “WTF!?”

WOW!