Saturday, October 27, 2012

A Haunted Garden Halloween Hop

*note: This post was scheduled to go up yesterday and for whatever reason, didn't. So...I apologize for the delay if you came on earlier.


Welcome to my little corner of the web. Thanks for stopping by on my leg of this awesome blog hop full of my talented fellow authors of The Wild Rose Press! At the end of my post, I will link to five other blogs. Every blog will offer a prize to one lucky commenter. Here, one lucky commenter will win a
 
$10 gift certificate to The Wild Rose Press
 
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My most vivid Halloween memory

Remember when you were a kid and Halloween was the most anticipated and exciting holiday? My siblings and I would count down the days and minutes until it was time to head out into the neighborhood and knock on doors. One year, however, I was sick with the flu. I had a high fever and was too sick to go trick-or-treating. I was heartbroken, of course. But my sister (author Laurie London), graciously offered to take my bag with her and collect candy for me. I figured that was better than nothing, and really--isn't the candy the best part of Halloween anyway? LOL.

So off my siblings went along with my dad and his big flashlight. All went well--the neighbors were very sweet and generous when Laurie would show them my bag and tell them my sad story...Until she went next door to the Anderson house. Old Mrs. Anderson wasn't a very nice woman. My dad had referred to her on more than one occasion as a "Battle Axe". I had no idea what that meant, but figured it wasn't a positive thing. (UrbanDictionary.com defines battle axe as "a fierce, unpleasant older woman with strong opinions.") 

 
My biggest memory of her was that she would lay on her roof on tin foil in her bathing suit in the summer to get a tan. She was a large, unattractive woman. Not a pretty sight.


But I digress.

When Laurie and my other siblings knocked on Mrs. Anderson's door, she told my story. My dad stood in the background, nodding his head in agreement. But old Mrs. Anderson (she probably wasn't even old, but I was a kid. All adults were "old.") wouldn't give her an extra candy bar for me. Said she didn't believe Laurie, and that Laurie was just being greedy and asking for more candy for herself.

Can you believe that?

Anyway, after that, Mrs. Anderson became known amongst the neighbor kids as "Fat Anderson." I remember my brother and I climbing on our jungle gym and seeing her in her backyard next door. We'd jump off the top of the gym and scream at the top of our lungs, "Fat Anderson!"

We never trick or treated at her house again.

Thanks for stopping by!


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http://thewildrosepress.blogspot.com/2012/10/a-haunted-garden-halloween-hop.html
http://twrpblackrose.blogspot.com/
http://twrphistoricalroseline.blogspot.com/
http://veldabrotherton.wordpress.com


19 comments:

  1. I'm just hopping by to say hi!!

    I guess the trick was on you when your blog post didn't appear as scheduled. lol I'm glad the ghouls gave it back. :)

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    1. Hey Karen,
      I still have no idea why my blog didn't first appear, then still didn't appear when I tried to manually post it. Sigh. Damn ghouls.

      Thanks for stopping by!

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  2. Becky -

    Wow - wonder where Mrs. Anderson is now and how many other trick-or-treaters she's scarred over the years - LOL.

    Kels

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    1. She's either very very old by now, or dead. My guess is she's a zombie now. Her kids were in and out of jail over the years, so obviously she was a poor mother as well as neighbor.

      Thanks for commenting!

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  3. LOL @ battle axe. My dad applied the term to the nasty neighbor three doors down (the closest he ever came to cursing). Hers was the only porch light not lit on Halloween. My sibs and I figured that was because she was out cruising on her broom to celebrate her holiday. ;-)

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    1. Oh, that's funny. I guess that's a term from our parents' generation, eh? I think we should bring it back. :)

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  4. Good heavens, that is quite the story, she certainly wasn't a nice neighbour. Luckily I never encountered any nasty neighbours like that until I was grown!
    skpetal at hotmail dot com

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    1. I had more mean neighbors as a kid than I have as an adult. Thank goodness. :)

      thanks for stopping by!

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  5. Ugh that's awful! One of my favorite Halloween memories was from the year I was first allowed to go with my friends, sans adults. They had held us back in the past, claiming fatigue- when it was just us 11 year olds, we covered block after block to collect our treats!

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    1. I remember that day well, too. How awesome was that? :)

      Happy Halloween!

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  6. Oh dear! Awful woman - your poor sister! Although it wasn't that common to trick or treat when I was younger in this part of the world, there is one time that stands out in my memory. Me and a group of friends who were around twelve years old, went from door to door together. One of the last doors, an old man came running around the side of his house throwing stones at us and yelling. Something about he hoped he wasn't around to see our generation running the country. What a grumpy old geezer! Luckily, we were out of his range and no-one was hurt.

    clarksnelson at clear.net.nz

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    1. Yikes! That's scary. I bet you never went around his house again, eh?

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  7. Sounds like Mrs. Anderson was a real ghoul! Lol!

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    1. Definitely a ghoul. I'll have to write her into a story some day. :)

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  8. I remember having to sing,or tell a joke, and even meow like a cat on behalf of my little brother who was shy. We had to do 'something' or we wouldn't get a treat. Not sure they still do that in Scotland but they still celebrate Halloween. The neighbours didn't mind giving out the candy, they just wanted to be entertained, I think. Happy Halloween everyone.

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    1. We only had one neighbor who made us do a trick to get candy. I was so shy back then, I DREADED knocking on their door. But they had the best candy (they owned a little store) so it was worth the embarrassment.

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  9. What point in celebrating something without feeling the spirit? the old lady wasn't happy one for sure.

    Thanks for Hop,
    Adila (from Azerbaijan)
    adilasblog(at)gmail(dot)com

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    1. Looking back, I'm sure she was miserable in her life. But that was no excuse to be mean to children. :)

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  10. Hey Laverne! Guess what? You won the gift certificate! I will be emailing you to confirm your email addy, then will get it to you.

    Congrats!

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