Halloween Spirit

Just to get everyone in the Halloween spirit, I will post a picture of this horribly scary eyeball STUCK to my ceiling.

Jackson threw it up there a few days ago, and it WILL NOT come down. Believe me, I have tried.  I have thrown something at it, and have risked my life and stood on our highest chair and tried to scrape it off with a broom, but alas nothing has worked. It is disgusting and looks like a GIANT wad of snot. The first order of business when Eric gets home, is to get his ladder out and take care of it! But it has added a spirit of spookiness around here.

Just Another Day In Paradise...

On Saturday, the night I had been waiting for all month arrived. I dusted off my cowboy boots and headed out to the PHIL VASSAR concert!

Now it is a secret to no one that I know well, that I LOVE PHIL VASSAR. Yes, even more than Bret Michaels. So you can imagine how hard it was for me not to rush the stage the entire night! Eric and I were reflecting back on the concerts we went to in our younger years, and how the entire floor in front of the concert was a giant mosh pit. And even the concerts where I wasn't on the floor, I never dreamed of sitting down! EVER. It was simply unheard of.

Apparently I now attend concerts with the eternally seated. There were very few people standing, and a large number of people that I don't think could stand for more than 30 seconds at a time. Case in point these people sitting in front of me:

There was a HUGE number of people there who were easily in their late 80's or early 90's. They didn't seem to know the songs, and many left early holding their ears, so I am guessing they were not big Phil Vassar fans. I'm wondering if they may have been given the tickets as some kind of promotion they won by playing slots. Either that, or Phil now caters to the elderly and I am entering that phase of my life.

So approximately 2 hours into the concert, Phil tells everyone goodnight and leaves the stage. Now, if you have ever been to even ONE concert, I am sure you are aware that this is all a ploy for everyone to clap, and scream until the encore starts. The concert is truly not over until the lights come on.

 So Phil leaves the stage, and suddenly there is a max exodus of people leaving the concert hall! Even some people who were not octogenarians. It was shocking. But ended up being kind of great, because Eric and I were able to sneak into the front for the remainder of the show!

After the lights came on, I noticed Phil was autographing some peoples tickets. So I rushed the stage and got mine signed too!

I am only posting this unflattering picture of me so you can see my proximity to Phil!

My signed ticket.

I pretty much smiled for about 3 hours straight. I couldn't stop. I think even Eric had a great time.

Campaign Central

During this hot-bed campaign season here in Nevada, there has been one particular race that I have been following closely. I have campaigned tirelessly for this candidate. I became completely emotionally invested.  I felt so strongly I even bankrolled the entire campaign! It was in support of my daughter, Megan, aka M & M (her awesome campaign slogan), as Student Body President.

We made posters.

She gave a truly awesome speech, and.........

She lost by 5 votes (insert frowny face here).

She lost to a 4th grader, named Page, who had the ingenious slogan, Vote For Page It's All The Rage. Very catchy. Page also pledged better lunches and longer recesses. Empty promises.

Luckily Megan is not all that sad about it, and is just happy she is still in Student Council. I'm very proud of Megan and the other 10 candidates who ran for President. I wish I had their self-confidence.

Lordy Lordy....

Look whose 40!

Saturday was Eric's birthday. He wanted to go to Mt. Charleston to do some hiking, picnicking and smore making. However, when we arrived at Mt. Charleston it was raining. Well really more like drizzling, so we persevered and hiked into the picnic area. 

I have titled these 2 pictures, Girlz In The Hood. It was seriously cold (like see your breathe cold) and the rain was coming down pretty steadily, but we still decided to take a small hike.

About 15 minutes into it, it started seriously raining. HARD. So we ran back down the mountain, picked up all our picnic gear, abandoned smore making (much to everyones dismay) and headed home.

But at least we still had presents to look forward to!

Per usual Sade's was a great present opening help. We then headed out to dinner, but came home for dessert:

Happy Birthday Eric!!!

12 X 12-October 2010

We started off the day in the usual way, by getting ready for school.

Sadie followed everyone around, wearing this ensemble.

As you can tell from the picture, she is talking. That is because she is ALWAYS talking. I am not complaining (because she is cute and hilarious), however it is impossible to watch T.V., talk on the phone, read, or pretty much concentrate on anything with this little chatterbox around. She is also holding a plastic dog, that she has been toting around for days. She has named him Boulder.

Lunch for Megan and Jackson. It would make my life significantly easier if they liked the same foods for lunch. But alas, they do not.

Megan had to go to school early for student council, so Jackson, Sadie and I had about 20 minutes in the car before Jackson could go in. We opted to work on the weekly homework.

Check out how long Miss Sade's hair is getting.

I spent nearly all day doing housework. Including tackling a vast laundry pile.

Jackson's after school mess. Everyday, he takes off his shoes and socks, empties his backpack and lunch bag, and leaves them in the middle of the floor.

My beautiful girls.

I spent some time working on my Young Women's lesson for Sunday. I have so many things to do this week, I have no idea how I am going to get everything finished, including preparing for this lesson.

We loaded up the kids in our new family car (Eric's truck) and headed out to dinner. The kids look surprisingly happy, nice, and well-behaved in this picture, but they fought the ENTIRE way to the restaurant and the ENTIRE way home. The fight revolved heavily around Jackson's feet touching Megan, and Megan sticking her tongue out at Jackson. Oy Vey!

Here is my spot in the truck. Right smack dab in the middle.

We went to Macayo's. I was reflecting that it must seem like we eat at Macayo's all the time, since I often  blog about it. And although we are regulars, we are not there ALL THE TIME. Just when were not at Chipotle! J/K

Wordless Wednesday-60 Seconds Of Sadie

Farming

This year we went back to The Farm! In case you have not been, it is right by the Gilcrease Orchards, is FREE, and is open on the weekends through Halloween. We arrived kind of late, so we missed the pony and hay rides (which are not free), but there was still quite a bit to do.

We first checked out the small hay maze.

We also spent quite a bit of time with the animals. Last year Sadie was terrified of all of the birds, but the fear seems to have left her this year.

It wasn't busy at all so the Farmer brought the pig, Violet, out for us to pet.

Megan was her usual entertaining self. I of course bought no pumpkins, since I refuse to spend skads of money on them. But I am tempted to go back and purchase a hay ride.