My family has always been cottage-goers. Growing up, a few relatives had cottages, but one in particular had very special memories, and always felt like home.
My Aunt and Uncle owned a small cottage on a quiet little bay. It wasn't anything extravagant, but I have some of the best memories of my childhood from up there. This cottage sat on a small cliff with about 50 stairs…Continue
It's Friday the Thirteenth. Only seems appropriate to blog today about something creepy. How about your child's creepiest toy?
There really isn't anything that can make a horror movie freakier than having a traditional children's toy turn into some kind of demonic character. You could look at the other side of it all as in Toy Story where the toys actually come to life when 'people' aren't around. I remember being woken up in the middle of the night less than a year ago by one of…Continue