I hate red cup before it’s Christmas. And here it is….
No one warned me. It’s going to be a long Christmas-when-it’s-not-Christmas season.
Also: I’ll have you note that once again, year 2 in a row, I am sweating on “Discovering-red-cup” day.
Homemade waffles, bacon, and changing tires on a bike. Ahh, a good Sunday.
Jeff and I, recently, decided we needed a new spice situation. The spice shelf was great, and all, but we needed more space, more spice, more life!
And so, I give you, our new spicy kitchen.
Can you guess who showed up as the spices were going up, just in time to save me from all the decision about which spices should go where??
I think we were satisfied with our decisions.
Jeff and I always have a list the entire whiteboard long each weekend to do. The weekend before last, we were determined to get it all in.
Pictures of a hopping Saturday night!
Every now and then…or every year…I like to dress up for Halloween. Last year, if you don’t remember, I was Sarah Palin, which was successful because Jeff was Joe Biden.
This year Corelyn and I put our thinking caps on, and decided to be goddesses. We were going to different parties, so we didn’t have to worry about being the same thing, but just in case we chose different goddesses. I was Aphrodite, and she Athena.
We hit Michael’s and Joann’s to get the crafts, and spent the better part of the afternoon and evening getting ourselves ready. It was one part prom, one part college party, and I loved every minute of it.
After having Becca ringlet both our heads, do both our makeup, and spending some time safety pinning gold to our dresses, we were ready.
