'Tis the time of year that my creative juices get flowing, the boots and flannel come out, and the hope of not breaking bones while trying to get the Halloween bins out of the attic occur.
Today, I managed to break my vintage sewing machine when it fell from the attic to the concrete garage floor below. Sad day...but I drowned my sorrows in the 2 massive bins (that probably weigh 1,000 pounds each) filled with the smell of harvest, golden brown and fiery red leaves, black crows, and fake spiders.
Last year, we hosted a Halloween party, and made a 6' tall witch. I'm currently putting her PVC frame together and getting her ready for the kiddos this Halloween.
We also went to the local pumpkin patch to pick out some goodies, and I'll post pictures of that as well. For now, here's a little sneak peek of Gertie....and yes that is my husband putting lipstick on her. ;)