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DIY PEPPERMINT SUGAR SCRUB

I have say right off the bat, I had nothing to do with today's post. I gotta give 100% of the credit to my 12 year old, Gia. This creative and crafty little one (okay maybe not so little anymore *whimpers*) made her mama a jar of this peppermint sugar scrub for Christmas. I love it so much that I had her teach me... and all of you how to make it! It's so easy you won't believe it!

This would be a fantastic gift to make for Valentine's Day!...

FEET LOAF: Spooky Fun For a Monster Appetite

Okay seriously? Has dinner ever been this friggin adorably frightful? No, no it hasn't. Let me tell you, when I called my family to the table for supper and they saw these monster feet on a platter, they went absolutely NUTS! Even my husband had a huge smile on his face. I believe his exact words were, "Gab, you are really something. This is awesome." That's right, buddy, don't you forget it! Kneel before me. KNEEL I tell you! Well, okay, I guess maybe we don't have to go quite that far. Just pick up your socks and I'll be happy. Maybe throw in a wink and an ass slap. Hehe.

Okay, whoa... getting waaaaay off track there. My brain is like a runaway train. I have to constantly reel it back in. Yes, it's exhausting. Any hoo, the Feet Loaf. Can you even take it? Omg it's so cute I can't even handle it. This amazing Halloween-y and fun creepy meal is...

FRANKENSTEIN TOAST: A Frightfully Fun and Healthy Halloween Meal!

Fact #1 about me: I'm a Halloween Psycho! I love everything Halloween. It's beyond obsession at this point. It's more like neurosis. Halloween is all year round in my head. I need serious help. Now don't misunderstand me, I don't want help. I don't want a cure. I'm totally cool with it.

When I met Jay, he didn't like Halloween. It was almost a deal breaker. I mean, how the hell do you not like Halloween? I get it if you don't love it or don't participate in it once you're an adult, but to not like it? This shit is unacceptable. Since I was madly in love with this Halloween hating weirdo, I had only one choice. I had to shove Halloween so far down his throat that he'd eventually swallow it. Oh and did I ever. I poured it all over his life. Every year I forced him to start dressing up, I decorated our house like it was a scene right out of Halloweentown, and I coerced him into watching Hocus Pocus with me every season while we carved pumpkins. Nine years ago we even started an annual Halloween adult scavenger hunt for our entire community. 

Can I just say that I do realize that this poor bastard deserves awards for handing my ass all these years? But I'm proud to say that after 17 years, he's officially a fan! And when he saw this Frankenstein chicken salad toast, even he was excited about eating! ...