Speaking of Thanksgiving, it's November, which is usually what happens after Oct 31. And I have officially dubbed it "thank you card month." This is an obvious idea but one I've foolishly never had. I can't explain it. So, I'm going to send out random thanks, or "give thanks" you might say, to as many people as i can think of. And I might even draw a turkey on the card. I'm pretty skilled these days, you'd be surprised.
But before all of that thankfulness, let's view some pictures of whatever Halloween/autumnal thing I happened to take. The frequency of my picture-taking these days has reached an all time low but that just makes whatever pics i do have all the more special. Also many of these are Sean's, a detail you didn't care to know.
To begin, a writing assignment Julian did at school. I think I've known him long enough now to know he probably won't actually grow up to be a serial killer; he just likes badness sometimes! And don't we all. Maybe we should all embrace our bad side more. Furthermore, I'm pretty sure I learned that to be a good story, you have to have a really compelling opener and I don't know about you, but I know I want to read more:
|"His name is Stemy. His friends call him bloodhound. He likes |
kicking people and must be kept on a leash at all times."
Next up is a pie. I've been making a lot of pies lately. Mostly just the same pie: apple. I have thought in my life that the apple pie is the most basic, borderline boring pie there is. Sean vehemently disagrees, which is why I even made it in the first place. But then I was like, you know..? If it ain't broke. Here's the first apple pie of the season. The pic is sideways but a million points for whoever can guess what the decoration is:
A couple of weeks ago we took a spontaneous trip down south. We saw Bryce Canyon, Red Canyon (sounds made up), and saw the Cedar Breaks. And pulled over to random spots for random hikes and also random photos. This trip was pretty amazing because we got the variety of the red rock and then took a little jaunt over to Brian Head which is much higher up and all coniferous and things. Totally different scenery. Wacky, Southern Utah! Just plain wacky. So these aspens were just insanely stunning. When I got out of the car it was extremely windy and quiet and I felt, as I always do when I'm down yonder there, that distinct feeling that there actually remain parts of the earth that go relatively untouched. And how wonderful that is. Note to self: pull over and get out more.
One thing we did a few times this fall and not once the entire summer is the canyon campfire. I sometimes battle about it because I have shower schedule particularities but you know what? A fire really is the best, and it's totally worth the day o' laundry one must do the next day. We huddled by the fire and brought tea and hot chocolate and a book of scary stories and it was pretty great:
A school for special needs kids down the road held a fundraiser they've apparently been doing for years and have fine-tuned to the last possible detail and it was, frankly, amazing. Basically it was Harry Potter world, with a million little details like "hermione's elf hats" for purchase--cool hand-knitted hats for like .2. And other goodies for pennies. We got so much loot. Also spiders in the hall showing where to walk for games in various classrooms. Sean said, "follow the spiders" and then we both started, understanding the book reference. "OH--!" Just totally tickled with everything. Anyway, one room had the sorting hat where you'd sit, someone would place the hat on you, and then play a recording in your ear of the sorting hat sorting you--haha! Love that they had so many volunteers to do all of these little things. As I walked up to the stool I said, "uhh-- i'm feeling a little nervous!" and sat down before I could properly prep myself. When the sorting hat exclaimed my house I was a little startled but then, as i thought, realized it sounded about right:
Sean, however, was NOT pleased:
|"We take everyone!" ha ha. Sorry, Sean.|
Moving on, here we are with a moment of Cat Lap, my favorite thing. Kitty loves up on me in such ways that i am putty in his paws:
Next, the costume. This year, Julian has been binge-watching Voltron, a remake of the 80's show, which airs on Netflix. Airs? I don't think that's right at all. First, is it aires? Second, I don't think anything I watch on Netflix is "aired," right? This word now is total nonsense to me. Anyway, what he chose to be was a Robeast, the bad guy in a couple of episodes. It was cool, to be sure, but we tried to coax him to be something a little more recognizable. Nothing doing. So, the best dad that he is, Sean set to work and even bought a sewing machine. Amazing, just amazing. First, here's Sean hard at work, fitting the boy. But not before fashioning himself a Dread Pirate Roberts mask:
Also, as an aside: What a great name for a pirate. Dread Pirate? Man. It makes me want to come up with other clever combination to amp up a profession. I just sat here for many minutes and can't think of a thing.
Moving on, here's the robeast:
|Part robot, part monster? Every single day for a month, Julian would ask me, |
"so, do you have any questions about the Robeast?" and I'd try to come up with something.
I consider this my contribution to this year's costume.
Ha ha! Those arms were so long, and stuffed with foam. A little awkward, but man, it looked so cool. With lights velcroed on and everything which came in handy in the nighttime. Here is Julian at his school costume parade (led by the local HS drumline--big deal! that sounds sarcastic; it's not. It was cool. Plus I will always hold a special nerdy place in my heart for the drum line.) Anyway, here he is in true Julian style-- cool but acknowledging parents:
My mom came with me, bless her, but I have to say i was pretty disappointed with the parents in general. Maybe it's because I've been in a few parades in my time (brag) and know a little bit about.. what, parade etiquette? But like, NO ONE was doing anything. Just staring at the kids, watching in silence. Maybe shouting out names of kids they knew. But the cheering was pathetic. I tried to shout out comments and clap and basically looked a fool but i don't care. When you say, "Hey, SNOW WHITE!" or correct the guy who hollers, "Hermione!" when it's so obviously Ginny (colored hair), you know the kid appreciates it.
Next, jack-o-lanterns. Every year we get all excited to carve pumpkins and then realize that nobody likes to carve pumpkins. So what we do is we make Sean do it, and that works out pretty well. Also I force Julian to help because I can. Me, i would but you know, my hands can't have gunk all over them. Sensitive skin...reeeeally sensitive. Here they are:
This year I wanted to go for something really really scary so when Julian saw it and exclaimed, "Mommy, that is horrifying" i thanked him, complimented.
|for some reason the silvery hair with like, bangs, cracks me up. I like to imagine this creature is trying to pose all seductive. Also i just want you to know, to find this pic, i googled "old star trek scary guy." ha ha. It worked, obv.|
My niece made this next one and we all oo'ed and ahhh'ed over it. Amazing. Also, it should be mentioned that it was heard from her quiet, totally unassuming mom, "I think I should get a little credit here." So props to her for wanting the credit to go where it's due.
|I think all of us were mentally scheming as to how to do this trick with the eyeball |
gumballs and we were all happy someone successfully executed it.
Lastly, I dressed up too this year. When I saw the costume online I said to myself, "it will be mine. oh yes, it will be mine." And it was glorious. Happy Halloween 2017, finally hitting publish on this thing!