You Are So Bootiful to Me

You are so bootiful
To me

You are so bootiful
To me
Can't you see

You're everything I hoped for
You're everything I need

You are so bootiful
To me

You are so witchiful
To me
You are so witchiful
To me
Can't you see

You're everything I hoped for
You're everything I need

You are so witchiful
To me

Bootiful and witchiful treasures in my eBay and etsy shops.

The Colors of Halloween

 Holiday wallpaper

 Halloween screensaver

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Karachi Digest

Dog Halloween safety

Necklace and earrings can be found here.

Forgetful Witch

Here are some more pics of the witchy bracelet and necklace up for auction this week.  The pieces tell the story of The Three Vegetarian Witches.

 
Since that tale has been told recently, I'm sharing a Shel Silverstein poem.

I used to be a witching witch,

But now I'm just a watching witch

Watching other witches witching,

Wishing I could be bewitching.

But it's sad to tell

I can't recall one mystic curse

Or brew a poison.  Even worse,

I cannot chant a deadly curse

Or cast a magic spell.

I can't turn princes into frogs

Or turn bad children into hogs.

I used to long ago, but now

I seem to have forgotten how.

Was it "Toads and snails and puppies' tails"?
Or "Toes and pails of guppies and whales"?
Or "Toast and bales of stale snail scales"?

I search my books and chew my nails
Wonderin' which is which,

'Cause a witch which can't bewitch
Just can't be a witch.

Find the witches here.

Before they forget and wander off.

Rosie the Witch and the Lancome Counter

Rosie the Witch loved skin care freebies.  She perused the morning papers looking for Gift with Purchases (also known as GWPs) from Lancome, Estee Lauder, and Clinique.  While other witchy cupboards held eye of newt and toe of frog, Rosie's was stocked with tiny little jaws and vials of creams and serums.

While the other witches smelled of foxglove and juniper and hemlock, Rosie always smelled of Happy or White Shoulders or Magie Noir because she couldn't resist those tiny bottles of perfumes, those little shakers of dusting powder.

You could say, in fact, that Rosie had a problem.

When she saw the latest Lancome freebie, she hopped right on her broom and headed to the mall.  Not only was there lifting serum and a striped tote!  There were three shades of lipstick and lipliner, to be coordinated with her complexion.

Rosie not only got one with her purchase of day cream.  She left, came in again wearing a hat and pretending to be someone else, and got another... with three more shades of lipstick.

She flew straight home and took all her little bottles and jars and lipsticks out and arranged them in her cupboard.  Then she started to experiment.  She tried one.  And then another.  She blended.  She outlined.  She filled in.  She blotted.  She started over.

When she was done... her black cat hid out for a week.

Rosie was forced to join Freebies Anonymous and attend meetings daily.  She did her required time and then left... to pursue freebies once more.  She eventually learned to apply her makeup with a lighter touch, but still fires up her broom at the drop of a GWP.

Rosie can be found on eBay, along with her sister, who has a similar problem.

The Return of Witchy Wilma

Dame Wilma was a wondrous witch,
As wily as could be
But when it came to spells and such
In class, she earned a D.

She couldn't deal with eye of newt.
A frog's toe made her quiver.
Her cackling just was not off-key
And broomsticks made her shiver.

So when she went out on her own
To curse and cast her spells
She couldn't turn a prince to frog
Or make a brew that smells.

At last one day, two bats appeared
Her failures, they would banish.
They'd help her with her spells and then
Make her detractors vanish.

They called for aid from three small ghosts
(Named Manny, Mo, and Jack).
And then the five debated
The best means for their attack.

So with a brew of pumpkin and
A dash of candy corn
And much incessant chanting
They stayed up from night 'til morn.

At last, when day was breaking,
When the gloom of night had lifted
To inept Dame Wilma
A new spell they made and gifted.

And with the spell Dame Wilma could
Invoke all forces natural,
Make creatures do her bidding --
A conclusion satisfactual.

"But what was in this spell of yours?"
Dame Wilma had to query.
"A touch of this, a tad of that...
Ingredients ordinary."

"We simply added everything,"
Explained the Ghost-Bat Team,

"This always is essential:
Garlic, wine, and self-esteem."

Dame Wilma's Witchy necklace here.