Trick.

Happy Halloween, y'all! Here's my little Hannah Montana and butterfly faerie princess proudly standing behind the pumpkins they so painstakingly designed yesterday. (Awwww!) Not much to say about today than the ordinary.........the girls went trick or treating and wore costumes, but usually they wear funny clothes and beg for goodies too, so when you think about it, Halloween is simply a slightly ramped up version of normal childhood. *holds up an imaginary glass of water* To childhood!

Hari kiri

Jason, sweetie, I love you but you're no actor. I said 'Make a scared face!' Not 'Look like you just coughed up a salamander!' (hee hee! Isn't he cute?) At any rate, today was a good day of recharging. I did some yoga with friends then went to German where I found out I got a 96% on my test from last week (wo0t!) then I made my world famous potato soup (note-there's just no such thing as too much bacon in potato soup.) After dinner I said, "Okay. Everyone get your shoes on." "Where are we going?" "Oh, it's a surprise." I had arranged with my friend Whitney (from school, theater kid, woo!) for some free tickets to the Deanna Rose farmstead's Halloween special event dealie. (yay!) We showed up and she greeted us at the entrance dressed as a cow. Way to start the evening, huh? We went in and did all the activities and got a bunch of candy. They have two separate hayrides going on there! One is 'scary' the other isn't. The difference between the two is the unscary one is a tractor pull and there's light up pumpkins, and the scary one is an actual horse drawn wagon and people jump out at you. Awesome. The above picture was taken just before leaving on the scary hayride. I kept joking that I was scared and Brianna said, "Hey, that's not funny. You're grown ups!" Oh child, if only you knew. We came home and carved our pumpkins. Two of them rotted (the green ones! Don't let your kids get green pumpkins, fyi!) so we gave the girls our pumpkins to carve. Brianna made a cat and Leigha made a Frankenstein. I'll post them tomorrow behind my little ones in their costumes, so no fair whining about our unconvincingly afraid faces tonight.

Riddles in the Dark

Today was another rough day, but it's okay. I've made the decision to be okay with whatever comes my way. Shortly after deciding this, I left the house with the girls. It's been raining all day long, but as I drove to Dustin and Alanna's a HUGE, vivid rainbow came out, sweeping a translucent multi-hued arc across the sky, connecting two points of the earth with happy. As I drove East I went right under it. It was like a cheerful sweep edit, like I was being told, "Now you get it. It's gonna be okay. Oh, and you've got mustard on your shirt. Ah! Made you look!" Rainbows aren't always nice. Sometimes they can be bullies. I got to Dustin and Alanna's not too long before Jason got there. A few other couples came as well and we all had dinner then played the most amazing board game that makes you do absolutely rediculous things! At one point Dustin had to pick an object from around the room to be his 'mascot' and every time he took a turn he had to make it cheer for him. The whole thing was like a study in Dadaism turned into a board game. Sweeeeet.

Unitard

If you don't like Princess Lolly, sorry, it's Jason's fault (yup, I'm going to blame him again) because it was a choice between this and Darth Vader on drums. He said, "I kind of like the Princess Lolly one." Princess it is. Now, we're three sentences, a quote, and a parenthetical tangent into this entry, so you're probably thinking, "What's the deal with Princess Lolly?" Good question, glad you asked, have a pillow mint. It's three days before Halloween and our church turned the sanctuary into a giant Candyland board! How cool is that? This is Cherie and Crystal (mother and daughter) as Princess Lolly and her sidekick. Aren't they adorable? Where does Darth Vader on drums fit in? Good question, glad you asked, have a butterscotch. Jenny's oldest son, Trent, is Darth Vader for Halloween, but, like most kids, wore the mask for 47 seconds before becoming bored with it, so Jenny decided to wear it around instead, even to music practice, where she plays (gasp!) the drums. Mystery solved. Have a peppermint.

Oh, we don't PUT hummus in Betsey Johnson!

Today was really rough. I got by thanks to the help of my family.

The process of becoming

The only seriously interesting thing that happened to me today was meeting with my study group for a big Western Civ test tomorrow. So in lieu of an actual entry, here are some fictional things I did today:

1. Met a guy named Arnold.

2. Ate massive quantities of tacos with Arnold.

3. Discussed botany with a tribe of lizards.

4. Attacked by grizzly bear. Played dead.

5. Saved a colony of rainbow trout from a blizzard. Named honorary trout king for a day.

6. Stole a balloon, let it go, then hid in an attic. (No, wait, this one I actually did.)

7. Reversed the earth's rotation. You're welcome.

8. Dyed Brianna's hair blue while she slept. She has yet to notice.

9. Ate every option on the Mc Donald's dollar menu.

10. Became a hobbyist beekeeper.

11. Arc Welded a ferret to a jetpack. Yes.

12. Started a band.

13. Band drama

14. Broke up the band.

15. Created my very own paper crane army. We now control the Western third of Canada. It's about time somebody did.

16. Stalked your mom for a little while. She's boring, fyi.

17. Wore shoes on ears. (No, wait, this one I actually did.)

Aaaaaaaaaaaaand I'm bored with this game. Time to nail Jell-o to the wall. *grabs a hammer and walks off*

A heavy dose of atmosphere

Today was the day when all the tired finally caught up with me. Four days and nights of improv revelry sure do take their toll on a girl! The good news is that even as a barely functioning human I still make a pretty decent improviser. I managed to get through the last workshop pretty well, then ran on the last of my energy reserves for Project Improv. Here's me as I was pulling up the blogger site to let you know how tired I am. Good news: I get to sleep in tomorrow. Four intensive days of great improv, great friends, and great times. Mission accomplished. And now to recharge.