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Fall Festival 2011

You guys are going to think I grew up under a rock…and the truth is, I did, but we didn’t celebrate Halloween in my family. In fact, 3 years ago was the first time that I ever dressed up for the event as far as I can remember. I wore a toga, it was beautiful, and I went to my first ever costume party. I was 26. Instead of going Trick or Treating we went to our church’s “Hallelujah Night”. I never knew anything different. I never felt slighted. I always went home with a full belly, lots of great memories, and a ton of candy.

Fall Festival 1

Fast forward a decade or so…nothing much has changed. The church we currently go to has a Fall Festival, and because Zoe isn’t exactly ready to decide if she wants to Trick or Treat or not…that’s where we headed. Let’s be honest, the real reason we went is because I worked damn hard for hours on her costume, and because Brad and I could get candy teach Zoe the glory of a bag full of candy. {Apparently, that lesson comes with birth…there was no teaching necessary. Zoe tried to take an entire bowl of candy. I’m actually not kidding you.}

Fall Festival 2

I picked Brad up at work and off we went. Our church has an annual chili cook-off at the Fall Festival, and that’s what we counted on for dinner. I eat chili about once a year…and this is it. Not that I have anything against chili, it’s just that we never have it. So, we ate that and then meandered around for a little bit until it was our turn to man the bouncy house.

Fall Festival 3

Brad and I decided to split up, I would take the first shift and he would take Zoe around and then 30 minutes in we’d trade places. It was a great plan right up until I ended up being there for almost the entire hour. But? Brad had a great excuse, he’d taken Zoe on a hayride that ended up in a bird sanctuary next door to the church. They got off the hayride and explored the whole place. There were wallaby’s, monkeys, tons of birds, and a whole collection of ridiculously cool/vintage/crazy expensive cars {like Colonel Sanders actual convertible, one of the cars was 1 of 2 ever produced, and an exact replica of the Delorian}….needless to say, Zoe loved it and so did her Daddy. I didn’t mind manning the bounce house for a minute, because lots of people that I don’t get to see every day stopped by to say “hi”…and how can you complain about that? At one point, one of the girls from the youth group that Brad and I used to work with came up to say “hi”, we were talking a bit before we got to this part of the conversation:

Her: You look exhausted.
Me: Thanks.
Her: No, I mean you really look exhausted.
Me: Yeah, it’s because I’m not wearing any make-up and so I don’t have any color on my face. {what I didn’t say is “I can’t find my makeup because my child took it somewhere and I have no idea where that “somewhere” might be}
Her: No. It’s under your eyes. It’s like {motioning} here. But, you for sure look exhausted.
Me: So, what have you been up to these days?

Kids. Kids and their damn honesty. Moms with no makeup, and a toddler, and kids with their damned honesty and lack of social graces. Anyways, Brad came to relieve me of the bounce house and suggested that I too go on the hayride. We caught the very last ride as the sun was setting. I didn’t get to see all the highlights of the bird place…but I definitely got enough to wet my palate. We’ll be going back there for sure!

Fall Festival 4

Then it was all over. Brad and I made the 40 minute trek back home, put Zoe to bed, and then I sorted through our stash Zoe’s candy that she’ll never be allowed to eat because she’s too young. And that’s that!

Fall Festival 5

Today we have Zoe’s 15 month check-up…should be fun! So, what did you do for Halloween?

Happy Tuesday Ya’ll!

PS. The lady that I’m with in the very last picture on the left…that’s my mentor that I’ve been talking about lately! Her name is Kim. Absolutley love her!

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Sometimes life just feels a little convoluted

Do you ever feel like you’re knee deep in the middle of life? Like everything around you is unfinished, pressing for your attention, and nothing gets done because everything has to get done?

That’s how I feel right now.

Jess’ wedding is only 3 weeks away. I’m throwing the lingerie/bachelorette party in 2 weeks. I haven’t sent out the invitations yet. I’ve thought about the invitations. I’ve thought about sending them out. But, I have yet to do that. I have a location. I have a few food ideas. I have a few game ideas. But, I have nothing nailed down. Right after I throw that shower we’re in wedding week, and you know how stressful that is.

corn maze 3

Last night I worked on a new header for this blog for over an hour. It was to no avail {obviously}. WordPress only lets you have a header that’s 990 x 180 and everything that I was doing…and it was going to be super cute…wasn’t working. Actually, I’ll show you the header that I was trying to use…you’ll like it. Or at least, I like it. Actually, I love it. But, I can’t use it. Which brings me to another point. Remember how a few months ago I told you that I was “under construction” on getting my own site? Yeah? Well…we’re still under construction. Actually, construction is at a standstill. I think I’m going to host it myself and try to figure out the coding…but, when?

header attempt

I’m sitting in the living room, Zoe’s costume is cut out on the table. I have no idea where to go from here. I think I might wait until I go to my dress fitting and see if I can borrow her sewing machine for 10 minutes. Or, I might get some inspiration tonight. I have 4 days left…and then it’s time to buy an actual costume. Or a pillow case, and then she’s going to wear a toga. Actually, if the Indian Princess doesn’t work…she’s definitely going in a toga.

corn maze 2

My fall wreath is almost done. I worked on it for another hour last night. Actually, I just worked on the flowers. Can I ask you something? Why in the world am I making a fall wreath? I blame Pinterest. I also blame blog reading. Either way, I’ve suddenly convinced myself that I’m crafty and that I should do crafts. I’ve also convinced myself that I can’t start something I don’t intend to finish. So, I’m teaching myself how to make a variety of felt flowers, and I’m screwing up a lot. I wanted to walk away and quit last night. I’ll try again tonight.

corn maze 4

And then, there’s my house, my very dirty, cluttered, house. It’s going to stay that way for at least a little bit, because I have to work today and then I’m going straight to my mentoring meeting. I was an awful housewife last night. I worked on my blog header and the pictures from the corn maze and Brad took care of Zoe, cooked dinner, and then cleaned up her mess. I actually started crying. I didn’t clean anything, but I started crying. That has to count for something, right?

pumpkin carving
Zoe's pumpkin
The Final Prodcut
But, those are just things. Things that can get done. Things that don’t have to get done. Things that may or may not ever get done. I don’t have anybody putting any pressure on me except myself, and my busy schedule. It makes it more complicated that I feel like I still can’t think straight. I can’t pick a starting place. I can’t multi-task like I’m used to doing. I can’t prioritize. It’s not a big deal, it’s just that I have to make a list….and then I have to work my to-do list around my increasingly active, incredibly smart, fearless daughter who is into everything, and testing every boundary that’s in place, and demanding instead of asking, and throwing temper tantrums you wouldn’t believe…you know…my toddler.

corn maze 5

Ah, but, such is life….

Happy Tuesday Ya’ll

ps. You’ll notice that the pictures are just from Saturday. That’s because I haven’t gotten that far into putting Sunday’s on my computer yet. Tomorrow…maybe I’ll have them for you tomorrow….

pps…While writing this blog, I got up to take care of Zoe, decided that now would be a good time to try and get Zoe’s costume together, ironed on the heat bond thing {which makes a great substitute…I just found that out}, accidently made the dress just a wee bit entirely too small, and now have to go buy some more fabric. See, this is what I’m talking about. I’m all over the place.