Pumpkin Drilling

Yes, that's right. Guy let me take his drill to my pumpkin. Need I say more? This could be a sport!!!!! I assure you we'll be doing this again next weekend... as if that needs to be said!

Fall Festival Dinner with Marta and Guy

I spent a very eventful weekend with Marta and Guy. Marta and I decided to treat Guy by cooking dinner while he watched football / did homework. We made baked apples (by the way, if you haven't tried the honeycrisp apples yet, you MUST buy one!!!! they're heavenly... I even convinced a random women at the grocery store to buy them), acorn squash, and steak (Guy grilled that). We also made this fruit pizza Marta got growing up. It is AMAZING!!!!!!

So Marta was cutting the acorn squash and I said, be really careful not to cut yourself. So of course twenty seconds later she yelled shit and ran to the bathroom (forgetting about the sink mere inches from here in the kitchen... but then, some kitchens don't have sinks... oh wait) Anyway, her mom (on the phone) said, "well that was dumb." My mom (on the phone) said do you need to go to the emergency room and get stiches?" I highlight this part of the evening only to point out differences in parental approaches :-)


There's also a picture of the dinner, and the fruit pizza thing.

Then, we made a gingerbread haunted house... didn't you?

Please note the candy corn pornography on the back :-)

Today was quite a disturbing morning. I walked outside (barefoot to put something in the mail) and I felt a leaf on my foot. I looked down in what I would later recall in horror film-like slow motion, only to see a LIZARD ON MY FOOT. If at this moment you find yourself laughing, ask yourself why? Why are you so heartless so as to think that this could be construed as "funny!"

Now sadly, by the time I went back out to document this "catastrophic event" the "lizard" was gone. I have instead included a picture of the scene of the event (the porch)





and a likeness from the internet.

kangaroo's b and c

Here's my next two!

kangaroo draft 2

Everyone, I would like to introduce Norbert. Norbert is a squirrel who desperatly wants to be a kangaroo... unless you actually think he looks like a Kangaroo. Then that's a different story.

Ballroom

I had my trial private ballroom lesson today with William (yes he's cute, and strong, and funny, and can dance). I think basically he just dragged me around the floor for an hour, with the occasional "graceful" step on my part, but I had a blast! So obviously I signed up on the spot for the next three weeks. I also get to go to a group class/party every Friday night from 8:00-10:00, so maybe I'll meet some fun people. Then, I went right out and purchased the proper foot attire, as pictured here. You can't see very well (well maybe YOU can, but I can't) but they're sort of a deep brown/golden material with black lace over it, then the heel and straps are black. They're suede on the bottom to minimize me sliding across the floor unintentionally, and the strap goes under the arch of the foot, which is pretty cool. Also, they last a hell of a lot longer than pointe shoes. Oh, and my lack of turnout is a GOOD thing in ballroom. Who knew.

Kangaroo draft 1

I went out this morning, purchased 25 pounds of clay, and decided I'm going to start on a kangaroo chess set for Marta and Guy. Here's my first try.