Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble.

Being so close to Halloween, I am going to try and post everyday until then and make note of some interesting Halloween or Witchy facts in honor of the occasion.

Fact #1:Did you know .........the accurate name for October 31st is not Halloween, but Samhain. And it is pronounced "Sow (like cow) in". It is a documented fact of history that at one time the celebration involved human sacrifice. But did you know it was the criminals that were sacrificed? Actually, the criminals were saved up just for this celebration. I think this is a GREAT idea. Every Halloween we execute all the child molesters and rapists. Sounds good to me.

Well, I haven't written for awhile.

We went to California for a much needed vacation. It was glorious. Went to San Diego and up the Pacific Coast Highway, up to a little past Santa Barbara. I'm glad we went when we did, before all those fires. I can't believe we were just RIGHT there a little over a week ago. It is so beautiful there. We went to Sea World and the beach, and Royce really wanted to show me Santa Barbara and Solvang. Which I loved. But mostly I fell in love with Carpinteria. We stayed a total of 3 nights there. I'm so glad we got to go. I know I could have spent the money on something else, but I chose a vacation. We SOOOO needed one. I will post pictures later. And I still have to post my birthday pictures. Lots of pictures to post.



Well Kids, its about that time of year again. 8 days until Halloween. My favorite religious holiday, as I like to say. People don't know how serious I am when I joke about that. All Hallows Eve, my absolute favorite time of year. I got my costume yesterday. Black witch dress, black witch hat with purple metallic diamond thingys, pentagram medallion necklace, and a makeup kit with purple sparkly eyelashes, lipstick and glitter. Halloween has never been such a practical time for me - there is an abundance of things in the stores that aren't usually there that I will actually use ALL year long. I got a nice little gargoyle caldron type thing that I will put candles in and use during spells, and all sorts of decorations that hell, I might just leave up. Lots of great things for my "Circle Time." That medallion with the pentagram, its supposed to be a part of a costume. I know I'll wear it again - soon. Circle Time. And hell, I don't really feel like I'm even in "costume" this year. My witch outfit will probably go in my closet, not in the Halloween box this year. I thought I could ride around with a little doggie in the basket of my bike - but wait, I'm a good witch (Glinda, wasn't that her name?).

So, I haven't written for awhile. Its time for a nice little Halloween story.

Once Upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away.......................

So...............the law of 3s. Whatever you put out there comes back to you threefold. Yeah, this is one not to mess around with. Call it Karma, call it the Golden Rule, no matter what your religious preference, Buddha, Jesus, The Goddess ---- there is a "law of 3s", maybe just with a different name. Remember my neighbor Teresa? Remember how every time she called the cops on us, for piddely shit - she ended up getting in trouble? Remember when she called the cops at 3 am because I had a pentagram in my yard? (And they actually came?) Or the time her mother, Nira, called them because Royce was cutting down our tree in the front yard? Or the time she sent her 110 pound 25 year old mexican national esposo over to confront my 280 pound husband to let him know if "the wives" had a problemo with each other the esposos should settle it? And then Royce chimed back in perfect Espanol that if there was a problem he wouldn't settle it with Pedro, he would be settling it with immigration? I could go on. I can't even remember how many times she has summoned the police, bogusly, to our house. Oh wait, my favorite so far was Father's Day 2005 when her mother, old lady Nira called Phoenix's finest because her pitbull - who happened to be in heat - escaped from the living hell her house must be, got into my backyard, and got it on with Shadow, my lab/pitbull mix. And proceeded to get stuck together the way dogs do. Standing in my alley, yelling at me to make them stop. Yeah, ----- not going to try and separate two humping pitbulls. So when I didn't rush over and dislodge my pit's spikey little penis out of her precious Cujo she calls the cops. So they come, are a little disturbed by the smell coming from her daughter's house (Lovely Teresa) and the sound of about 15 dogs inside. They question her - then she's not so happy about them being there. (Another valuable rule to learn - "If you don't want the cops in your house ---- DON'T CALL THE COPS!"). When they come over to talk to me, I inform them that Amelia, Teresa's daughter, had a baby about 6 weeks ago. And we've never seen it. Now, its either dead in the house, or worse ---- alive in the house. Keep in mind you can smell the house from the street. I request a Well Child Check. About 20 minutes later they emerge from the house, Amelia with a tiny baby in her arms. So basically its been continuosly in that shit infested, bug infested pit for the first 6 weeks of its miserable little life. Poor baby. 15 minutes later CPS shows up (keep in mind its a Sunday AND a holiday, and if you've ever been acquainted with CPS just how hard it is to get them to remove a child from a home). And about an hour later they take the baby. Happy Fucking Father's Day. And 2 days after that Animal Control removes about 15 animals from Teresa's house. Yeah, I think that one's my favorite so far. Just had to recount the past a little, in case y'all forgot what a living hell it has been living next to her. ( Did I just use the word "y'all"???? - Damn you Royce)

Well, apparently while we were gone on vacation this last week, Teresa was convicted of 4 counts of Animal Cruelty in an actual court of law. All week they have been taking animals out of her house. Finally.

And all this time we thought Nira was dead. Her house has been abandoned for like 2 months. Well, I find out that she is in a psych ward at veteran's hospital. Nice. Finally.

And of course whenever talking to Teresa I take credit for all the bad things that have happened to her, whether I had anything to do with it or not, which I usually didn't. But its cool that she thinks so. Now, I'm not that good. However, when frustrated so badly by her one night, and the fact that no one would help us, I cursed her during a full moon. Casting a little verbal spell that all the bad energy that she has put out there will come back to her.

And wah-lah. Abracadabra.

Most of her dogs taken away.
The baby taken out of her house.
Her mother's dogs taken away.
Her daughter moving out.
Her husband left.
Her citation from the city for a dirty house.
Her mom having a stroke.
Her mom going to the psych ward.
More doggies taken away.
Convicted of 4 counts of animal cruelty.
A ticket for a broken windshield.

Wait - maybe I am that good. Fine - just let me believe it for a little while, okay????
Is that so much to ask? Is that so wrong?

Yesterday I was putting up Halloween decorations. I was putting spiderwebs outside in the front. I hooked a couple of the strands onto her fence, which is a fence we share. I was minding my own business. She comes over to the fence, and says "This is my fence and I don't want any Halloween decorations on it." I stand up, look at her and say "Bite me." She is a little flustered and says "I don't want to bite you, I just don't want Halloween decorations on my fence." I say, "Well then go fuck yourself." She says, "Its my fence", I say "Go fuck yourself." She proceeds to rapidly walk to the other side of the house, and disappear. I take the webs off her stupid fence and nail them into the ground right next to it. That worked better anyhow. Ten minutes later the cops show up in front of her house. She called them again. We can hear them laughing from our house. They never did come talk to me.

Makes me want to put a goat's head and my quija board up facing her house. Hey, I think I may just do that quija thing.

She has pissed off the wrong witch.

And why the fuck isn't she in jail? Four counts? Aren't those felonies?

You can see how much energy I waste on this. I know this. It goes against my beliefs. It sucks the life force from me. It wastes my time. I know I am not the coffee bean in this story. I know I am feeding the wrong wolf. And yet, she gets to me on a level of pure evil. I hate her. She drives me nuts. If at this time of year I can make her just a little more miserable than she already is, I take pleasure in it. Thats sick. What is wrong with me?

Put my energy into life, into fitness, into my children, into my home, into my spirit. Meditate. Positive energy. What I put out there will come back to me.

And yet I just want to stab her in the eye.

Goddess help me.

I have recently found a positive avenue. Pool. Not the swimming kind, the billiard kind. I love it. I've been playing regularly for the last few months. I'm getting better. Yesterday I played in my very first pool tournament. It was at that little bar by our house. Only $5 to enter. We played Nine Ball. Now, I got my ass kicked severely 3 times, but I actually won 1 game. And I had so much fun. Love it. Every Monday night. Whenever I'm off work that night I will be there. Love it.

When I brake ----- I'll think of Teresa's face.

It was very good to talk to you Stephanie. I'm so bummed I can't come to your party. And I definately want to get together on Nov. 10th and see Charlie. The last time we went out felt really good. That "home" feeling. There's something about the people you grew up with.

Robin - I miss you so much. I didn't realize that I actually looked forward to working weekends because they were always with you. I miss the Rail. I miss talking. I'm glad we could talk the other night. Miss you.

Heather - if you read this, please email me. What I was afraid was going to happen is happening. I haven't talked to you for so long. We need to talk. I hope you are ok.

Nikki, I hope you like the spells. I will be doing some that week to. We can compare.

Loida, long time no see. I keep thinking about you, expecting you to drive up. I guess not this time. Its been a long time since we have gone this long without visiting. Miss you.

I miss my sisters.

Blessed Be !!!