Spooked

It's Halloween, and at our house, it's not just for kids.

My 76-year-old mother-in-law has decorated her heart out. We have three scarecrows keeping watch on our front porch, pumpkins glow in the yard, a witch hangs from a broom on our flag pole, a ghost peeks out of the spouting above the garage, and a mammoth black spider lays in wait on a giant web near our front door.

A sign in our driveway warns visitors to TURN BACK NOW ... or else. Nobody pays any attention.

But inside it's even spookier. Another gigantic black fuzzy spider rests on the living room window ... scarecrows and pumpkins decorate the fireplace mantel ... a fiber optic pumpkin sparkles on the TV ... a demon mounted on the wall sings "Wild Thing" every time you open the front door ... a stuffed witch wiggles all over the family room singing "Happy Halloween" when her foot is pressed ... and orange and black balloons sway from every light fixture, doorway, mirror and ceiling fan in the house. Fall flowers and leaves adorn every table and mantel.

But this is nothing.

Wait until I tell you about our Christmas decorations.

Blessings to you and yours.