As usually happens in the 'Burgh Living Household, we had big plans for the weekend, but as also usually happens, we didn't get out the front door until close to 4pm.
This means that a hike in Frick Park, a visit to one of my favorite Pet Stores, dinner, and a trip to Phipps Conservatory would all need to be crammed into a very limited amount of time. Fortunately, Phipps is open on Fridays until 10pm. This was great, because although the whole butterfly thing has never really attracted me (they are still bugs, people), I have always had a fascination with Gargoyles, and I wanted to be sure to see the current exhibit before it goes the way of the Chihuly Glass that I still regret missing.
By the time we traipsed up the walk - it was approaching 8:45 and it was dark, dark, dark. I had my doubts that I would enjoy the full experience, but I was determined. Given my limited schedule and lack of motivation to leave the house on my days off, I figured this was my window of opportunity.
Turns out, this was one of the best things that procrastination has ever rewarded me with. If there was ever an exhibit to go to in the dark at Phipps, especially so close to my favorite holiday, this was it. It was actually a little creepy walking the dimly lit paths, and the tree frogs' chirping almost sounded like a recorded Halloween sound-effect loop. Interestingly, the nice lady in the exhibit told us that it was "date night" for the tree frogs, so they were out in full force, leading me to believe that the soundtrack they were providing was likely a special treat for nighttime visitors.
But this....with the Blair Witch twigs and glowing eyes effect, definitely freaked me out a little.......
Although the Phipps provided me with an unexpected Halloween moment, a more deliberate one is coming up at the Scarehouse on October 5th. Now, I have never been to any kind of haunted house before. Ever. I'm not sure why. I used to looove me some scary movies, but as I've gotten older I have found that I avoid (intentionally?) the circumstances in which "scary" could come into play. I don't know what I think will happen. A mummy will jump out at me and I will launch into full cardiac arrest? That I might find myself in the Bones episode where the skeleton hanging from the rafters is actually real? Who knows. What is a fact is that I will be going to the scariest Tweetup ever. Wanna come? Well, there are two places you can buy tickets to the event. You can visit 'Burgh Baby's blog and follow the links there, or you can join team PittGirl and visit That's Church to buy your tickets. Turns out that the ladies are having a little contest of sorts, and the loser has to face their worst fear. Plus - some great charities are going to benefit from the competition.So, who did I buy my tickets from? I will never tell. The wrath of one of those two is probably the scariest thing of all.
Boo...........



