It's been too long since I photoblogged on the last day of the workweek, so today I shall photoblog. Kind of reminds me of the Sprockets skit on SNL - "Now iss zee time on Schprockets when we dahnce!"
"Now iss zee time on Ramblinks when we photoblog!"
Okay, per Jersey Girl's request, I am posting Halloween pics. I can't believe that it's been 4 whole days since Halloween and I hadn't thought, or had time, to post pics until now. My life is too crazy.
For those of you who don't keep up with The Justice League of America, Sam is Green
Lantern. Poor GL is a little-known hero and well, for a 7 year old who wants you to gush over his costume, that's not the best thing. Obscurity sucks when you're a kid.
Gingy and Little Red Riding Hood came to visit on Halloween, too. Gingy's buttons are real gumdrop buttons. I tried sewing them on while the shirt was on her and it just wasn't working. At one point I looked over to find one slowing rolling down her shirt. If you've ever seen Shrek, you'll know why it was so funny when she formed her mouth into a "O", then said, "Not the gumdrop buttons!!!!!" Oh and you know how in the fairy tale, Little Red's mom makes baked goodies for Red to take to Grandma? Well, I just hit Wal*Mart and took Grandma some goodies baked by Little Debbie.
The almanac said we're supposed to have a bad winter, but this warm fall weather is spoiling us. Maybe winter's not really going to be all that bad, but after the 80 degree November it'll seem horrific. The leaves are gorgeous around here, but it's hard to enjoy walking through them in shorts and bare feet. I much prefer jeans and a sweater for my leaf-crunching experiences.
Bub was Indiana Jones, complete with a backpack full of snakes (Even though Indy hated snakes, but we didn't bring that up. I'm sure he was going for irony or something.) which he would open up occasionally throughout the night and toss one at me and watch me squeal and trip on my riding hood. He's great. That hairy fella is my Paul. My red-headed redneck turned biker on me, but only for one night.
The horizontal tattoo on his right bicep is the only real ink he's got. The rest were courtesy of Taterbug and her Sharpie marker. We told him that it'd wash off with a baby wipe. Heehee. After scrubbing his arms with Comet he said, "Y'all, that really wasn't nice." Heehee.
The Tater family is supposedly moving this weekend. Their carpet and vinyl will be laid next Wednesday and we're trying to talk them into just waiting the extra 5 days between now and carpet day. They want to move this weekend and live in one room for a week. If they thought living with Mom for six months wasn't fun, they'll really hate living in one room for a week. Jen and I are going to try really hard to talk her into just sittin' tight until next week. Sis is nearly sick right now anyway. The exhaustion is getting to us all.
I really have nothing else to report. Even though it's been exciting around here, most of the excitement has had to do with vomit and really, I'm sure you'll appreciate me just leaving out the details.
I'm looking forward to the weekend with my family and next week with NO PLANS. Other than the usual weekly karate and Brownies, we have NOTHING on the calendar. I hope it stays that way. Night before last I was in bed at 9:15 and slept until 7 the next morning. That was nice. I've also managed to catch a nap with Kady the last two days that we've had no kids in the house. I try not to nap during the day because my nighttime sleep is too precious to screw up, but we've all run and run so much that I couldn't resist. And I've also been able to sleep at night as well, so I know I needed it. Paul is sick, Sam and Abby sound like they should be in a TB ward and Kady and I just try to avoid them all.
Y'all have a wonderful weekend and stay well!!