Saturday, November 22, 2008

Tag

Okay, tagged by Becky! Seven things you may not know about me...

1) I would much rather take a hot bath than a shower (no I am not worried about soaking in my own filth...geesh, I bathe every day, how dirty can I get?!)

2) I can run a router, and a drill press, and a table saw, and numerous other kinds of tools thanks to a job in college as a plastics manufacturing plant manager.

3) My brother taught me how to cook eggs, when I was like 14 years old (and he was 12)! Yeah, I've never been too bright in the kitchen, thanks bro. I actually once threw away a pan full of half scrambled eggs I was making for some kids I was baby-sitting, because they looked so wrong...and I'd never cooked eggs before and thought I was doing it wrong. Duh-I know.

4) My family LOVES Christmas time and my mom always leaves our tree up way past New Year's. Her personal record is past Valentine's Day. And no, this was not a fake tree. Gosh, talk about a total fire hazard!

5) I once spent a summer selling pest control in California. Please, please have pity on me, that was the hardest job ever.

6) My favorite job I've ever had was being a waitress in Elma at The Rusty Tractor Restaurant. Great food, go there.

7) My sisters and I loved watching musicals when we were little and we always chose our favorite girl in each movie to "be." As a kid I was Dorcas in Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, Brigitta in Sound of Music and some unnamed chick with long dark hair in Oklahoma.

Okay, now I tag Whitney, Jen, and Nicole

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Our Halloween

We had a fun night last night. We went to Linda's Trunk or Treat/Carnival. The kids played lots of games; the football toss, bowling, cake walk (both won yummy treats), hammer the nail, and several others. As you can see, Bryce went as a pirate and I went with as much costume as I like-a little boa and cute little devil horns. Maybe I'll branch out more next year.



The nice thing about having little kids on Halloween is that they have no idea when they don't get a butt-load of candy. Our kids each filled their plasic pumpkins less than half full, but they think they hit the motherload. I am sooo not looking forward to the days when they run out of the door promising to fill their entire pillowcase. As it is, I came home at 9pm to an entire bowl full of peanut butter cups and kit kat-candy I never gave out last night. Now what am I going to do with that candy and the kids' candy? Drown it, I say.