Freaky Friday

It is after all Friday the 13th so a Freaky Friday is totally appropriate. When we were younger we would watch the movie Hocus Pocus all.the.time. The VCR tape is probably on it's last leg actually because I would normally say we have watched it 500 times but without any exaggeration I could probably safely say 300. We were all a character, Sarah was of course the pretty hot witch Sarah, Mitchell was Whinny, Shanna was Mary and I of course was the tom boy trouble causing little sister or the rat tail they find in their cottage. Oh and Alisha was the little girl Emily in the beginning that the witches kill within the first five minutes or Binx the cat. We pretty much became these people. One Summer day we were out front messing around and keeping out of my mom's hair, in other words letting her put the house back together before hurricane Sorensen Kids ripped it up like a helpless trailer park. Our mailbox hadn't been bricked around yet so it just sat on top of a big wood post inside of a five gallon bucket of cement. Sarah decided that she wanted to mount the mailbox like it was a broom and start singing the song Sarah the witch sings to enchant the children. We were enchanted alright but Father Brian sure wasn't, it sucked him away from fixing the dent in the wall (from my head) and straight to the front yard where he did his classic whistle and said his famous "What are you doin?" I don't think I have ever seen Sarah jump so high or anyone dismount a mailbox that fast but you can be sure none of us ever got on it again. We moved on to more stable, unnoticeable things like the pitch of the roof.