I’m working on my Halloween display this week. I’m a little behind because of that big photo shoot I’ve been doing. Here is a picture of one little scene along my front walkway.
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Love your work and sense of humor. And your Purchasing Department.
I was at the airport yesterday & we had to hang out at the TSA screening area where they were searching each suitcase by hand. One suitcase opened and I exclaimed “Barbies! Look at the Barbies!” I wanted to examine their hair and interesting clothes (yeah, right!)
My BFF replied “Yeah, but those Barbies belong to a card carrying kid who has a right to play with Barbies!” The TSA dudes just had quizzical looks on their faces as they watched us – I guess you can surprise them after all.
Love the spooky heads and bodies – scary scary and I’m glad they aren’t on my porch or my neighbor kids wouldn’t come to the door for their treats.