A layout about the Frankenstein cardboard cutout we used to torment my mother with.
Uses the October 2013 Storyteller kit by Just Jaimee: https://the-lilypad.com/store/Storyteller-October-2013-Digital-Kit.html
I can't believe I don't have any photos of the cardboard cutout of Frankenstein we used to torment my mother with.
I don't remember if he was originally a Halloween decoration, or if he was one of the crazy random things my mom got from a catalog... but once he was in the house he was a busy guy.
Wearing a prom dress and long blonde wig, hanging out in the shower? Check. Randomly standing near the front door in the dark living room? Check. Standing in my closet? You betcha.
It became a game to see how we could creatively startle each other, which is really terrible, looking back on it.
The best, though, hands down, was the day Lindsey put him outside the garage door. The garage door opener did not work, so to open the door to pull the car out, my mom had to walk through the garage and open the door from the handle on the inside. Frank was standing right there and we scared the hell out of her because she jerked back and aggravated a pinched a nerve in her neck.
As we were getting on the bus, we heard her yelling at us from down the street: "you little sh*ts!", followed by reluctant laughter because we had really scared her good.
After a trip to her chiropractor (one of their best and most frequent customers could come in anytime she wanted), my mom headed in to work, where a lizard "jumped off the wall AT her face on purpose" and she had to go back to the chiropractor.
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