This is a post from last year with a few photos added!
I haven't found all of my Halloween decor. I think some of it is packed high on an out of reach shelf in the garage.
I did hang this giant spider from my entry way light fixture.
Another fuzzy fellow found his way to one of the lampshades, and you can see Bonehead Bob, our dinner host, in the photo above.
Dinner will be served in the dining room this evening by my friend, Bonehead Bob. Come on in, pull up a chair and dig right in...if you dare.
On tonights menu we'll be having Cranial Crunch, Bob's specialty stew he simmers for two weeks in a Cauldron given to him by his Grandmother back in 1644.
Bonehead Bob helped me set the table. We began with these black Heritage Lace placemats. We layered them over white dinner napkins, placed at an angle, so the scene on the placemats would really show up.
As Bob has carefully planned our evening, he has opted for non traditional flatware at each setting. He says skewers will be needed for the eyeball roast over an open fire, and miniature pitch forks for each guest to catch a rat, snake or any vermin they desire. He'll bake our catches, if we wish, with special seasonings purchased from Cryptomart.
The big serrated knives, Bob says, are to get every last bit of gristle left on our carcasses.
Bob and I both chose these cute orange beaded coasters and matching napkin rings to add a bit of bling-a-bility to the table.
At each setting we've included themed tealight candles from Zest Candles and RIP tombstones. Bonehead Bob was so excited to give these as party favors to our guests. He said, 'It's the gift that lasts at least several lifetimes".
The black transferware dinner plates were stacked on an old iron fish bowl stand so as not to obstruct the view of the placemats.
On top of the plates is a big jack o lantern pumpkin luminary candle. We kept switching between the orange and black. Which do you like best?
I love these Spider luminary candles...they're my favorite. There is a pattern of webs and spiders of cut black wax over white so that they cast an eery glow.
We're ready, we've set the table and the stew is still bubbling as the fire is burning. We're just waiting for you to come and join us.
ONCE UPON A TIME
Once upon a time rare flowers grew
On every shrub and bush we used to see;
The skies above our heads were always blue,
The woods held secrets deep for you and me;
The hillsides had their caves where tales were told
Of swart-cheeked pirates from a far-off clime,
When cutlases were fierce and rovers bold -
Don't you remember? - Once upon a time.
Once upon a time from sun to sun
The hours were full of joy - there was no care,
And webs of gaudy dreams in air were spun
Of deeds heroic and of fortunes fair;
The jangling schoolhouse bell was all the woe
Our spirits knew, and in its tuneless chime.
Was all the sorrow of the long ago-
Don't you remember? - Once upon a time.
Once upon a time the witches rode
In sinister and ominous parade
Upon their sticks at night, and queer lights glowed
With eerie noises by the goblins made;
And many things mysterious there were .
For boyish cheeks to pale at through the grime
That held them brown; and shadows queer would stir-
Don't you remember? - Once upon a time.
Once upon a time our faith was vast
To compass all the things on sea and land
That boys have trembled o'er for ages past,
Nor ever could explain or understand,
And in that faith found happiness too deep
For all the gifted tongues of prose or rime,
And joys ineffable we could not keep -
Don't you remember? - Once upon a time.
On every shrub and bush we used to see;
The skies above our heads were always blue,
The woods held secrets deep for you and me;
The hillsides had their caves where tales were told
Of swart-cheeked pirates from a far-off clime,
When cutlases were fierce and rovers bold -
Don't you remember? - Once upon a time.
Once upon a time from sun to sun
The hours were full of joy - there was no care,
And webs of gaudy dreams in air were spun
Of deeds heroic and of fortunes fair;
The jangling schoolhouse bell was all the woe
Our spirits knew, and in its tuneless chime.
Was all the sorrow of the long ago-
Don't you remember? - Once upon a time.
Once upon a time the witches rode
In sinister and ominous parade
Upon their sticks at night, and queer lights glowed
With eerie noises by the goblins made;
And many things mysterious there were .
For boyish cheeks to pale at through the grime
That held them brown; and shadows queer would stir-
Don't you remember? - Once upon a time.
Once upon a time our faith was vast
To compass all the things on sea and land
That boys have trembled o'er for ages past,
Nor ever could explain or understand,
And in that faith found happiness too deep
For all the gifted tongues of prose or rime,
And joys ineffable we could not keep -
Don't you remember? - Once upon a time.
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