A Cornucopia of Fall Festivities

Even though our party is a huge time sucker, Jason and I love Halloween too much to let the seasonal festivities stop there. Here’s a little of what else we squished into our October to make it merrily scary:

Corn that tall is automatically ominous.

The two of us spent an evening at Hee Haw Farms misplacing ourselves in the endless circling paths of their corn maze, eating scrumptious freshly made donuts, and racing down the potato sack slide. Hee Haw truly does have the best corn maze around. They must grow mutant plants because those stalks are menacingly high.

What a bunch of manly men sitting on their pumpkin friends.
The bigger the group the longer the lost. We definitely lost it for a while in the corn maze.
Children of the corn or just some corny kids?
Those bucks are at least 20 pointers.

We let our juvenile tendencies run amuck on our annual outing to Cornbelly’s. While the corn at this maze looks a little short and stumpy compared to Hee Haw’s long creepy stems, the courtyard activities at Cornbelly’s are second to none. Our group of friends sampled many of those courtyard attractions including the ones that aren’t necessarily meant for kiddies our size. We played a whole lot of cornball, which is pretty much volleyball except with a ball so huge I can barely grasp it in my stubby arms. We also got spooked in the chaos castle, jostled around on a bumpy hayride, and bloodied on the slides as we competed for speediest descent.

We may have wandered around in the stalks for much longer than is customary but we did finally emerge victorious!
I blended right in with all the other pumpkin heads.
We graceful ladies squashed those pumpkins.

Although All Hallows’ Eve arrived less than 48 hours after our massive party, and we had definitely not recovered yet, we still couldn’t pass on brewing up some uncanny cuisine for our Halloween dinner. We made spider web trap, which is a yummy but disgusting looking combination of spaghetti squash and gnocchi, along with cheddar eyeballs and chocolate spider clusters. It was all disturbingly delicious!

These cute spiders were messy to make but tasty to eat.

Yes, I’d say we adequately celebrated our favorite holiday. We may be busier than a bat at a blood bank during October but Halloween just isn’t Halloween without some terrifyingly corny traditions.

Mr. Darcy Likes to Party!

That creepy time of year was just here and another Halloween meant another Sabin Halloween party. We did it again and it was just as much work and amusement as always.

This year it was my turn to decide our costumes. I have long wanted to go as characters from one of my favorite books, Pride and Prejudice, so that’s what I chose.
My hairdresser did my Bennet do. She’s a big Austen fan so I knew my strands were in good hands.
Jason looked yummy dressed as Mr. Darcy. Good thing because his costume was quite the pain to sew. Most of its components were made from actual 1800’s patterns since they were my only option. I basically had to create my own modern instructions for these antique designs.

We had a great turnout of friends and family. They all came clad in their best disguises ready to flaunt their haunt.

Making the same decorations look different each year is always a challenge. I guess we succeeded this time because several of our guests commented on all the “new” items we had bought.
Jason turned our basement ceiling into a billowing tapestry of festive lights.
My recipe for creepy: skulls, crows, spiders, moss, and crispy dead flowers.

Bingo was popular once again with both adults and children. We played enough rounds that those who walked away with a prize or two outnumbered the luckless.

Jeremy took home the prize for best dressed with his energetic portrayal of the Nyan Cat.
The beaten and disemboweled pinata somehow ended up on Matt’s head.
Lauren came as Buddy, my favorite elf. She won 3rd place in the costume contest so obviously others favor that north pole homeboy as well.

The kiddies were as eager to bat the piñata as ever. I don’t think there is a child out there that doesn’t enjoy smacking something with a stick until its insides gush out.

The Ashleys depicted Tobias from Arrested Development with an assortment of peculiar outfits.
This year our skeletons painted the cemetery red with their spooky spirits and party hats.
Our nephew Jadon rocked his DJ Lance Rock outfit.

The costume contest was pretty cutthroat this year. I was very impressed with the fabulous and creative attire concocted by many of our guests. In the end Jeremy Rowley took home the prize for best dressed with his original and disturbing portrayal of the Nyan Cat but there were a lot of other contestants that gave him a run for his rainbow.

Our talking harvester may be a little too scary for the average youngster so we made sure there was plenty of distance between him and our door.
We converted our living room into the halls of Hogwarts. The little kids thought the transformation was charming.
I gave our front room a ghostly wash with a monochromatic palette.

It was a fun night that only took months of prep work to put together and, if all goes well, in a few weeks our house may be nearly back to normal.

Who says beards and heels aren’t a perfect combo? Penny’s costume won 2nd place so I guess they nearly are.
Carley and James came as a comedic duo: a banana and a whoopee cushion.
This sinister scene set the mood as guests entered our spooked-out home.

Many thanks to all of you who rocked our get-together. We love giving our friends, and ourselves, an excuse to dress up and celebrate the scary.

Matt and Tabatha survived the zombie apocalypse only to be defeated in the best group category by one vote.
The Kreepy Klubhouse was meant for the tiny kiddies but it became “the party house” after half a dozen adults sardined themselves into it.

So come on Darcy let’s go party!

Up to Par

Jason and I have a very long and varied list of hobbies so what’s one more?

That hubby of mine suggested that I provide golf lessons for the both of us as a birthday present to him this year. I was game for trying a new game.

When I was a teenager my dad encouraged me and my younger siblings to take up golf but that didn't happen. As is evident by my awkward swing.

We took a series of lessons from Tele Wightman, a golf pro that teaches at the Thanksgiving Point and Ranches golf courses. He was a great instructor and I would recommend him to anyone seeking to become a better swinger.

Jason had never ever played golf before but his shots improved quickly...too quickly. Dang that boy!

Jason and I learned golfing basics and that golf is a pretty complicated sport. There’s a lot more to it than you’d think: hand positions, leg positions, rotation, aim, ball spin, contact points, and much more. It’s a lot to try to sort through as a beginner. Jas had better luck figuring it all out than me. I guess he’s just naturally gifted or I’m just naturally challenged. But hey, I make contact with the ball more often than not these days so good for me.

Our teacher, Tele Wightman, was very patient with us and our incompetency.

Now that I feel like I’ve got a handle on where to place my hands on the handle, Jason and I are going to get out there and practice so we can excel at being not quite the worst golfers on the planet. With a little work we might just be that good.