I accomplished small tasks today and did a lot of research. Will begin reading Gail Straub's book tomorrow for my BellaOnline review. Tomorrow will be an odd day for my family - thirteen, fourteen years in the coming - and it was heavy this Monday. I'm ready for it; however, and only one result will be acceptable.
It was "Spooky Jack" night tonight. My baby girl (only a baby in my heart for quite sometime now) could not say Jack O'Lantern when she was small . . . We haven't had a jacko'lantern in our house since . . .
When they finished, they wanted me to judge whose carving I think is the best. I never judge the Spooky Jacks and every damn year they want them judged. (we're a competitive family, sick competitive, as in no one wants to play games with anyone in my entire family kind of competitive). This year I broke weak. The boy wins for for scariest "looks like Leatherhead" spooky jack and sis wins for scariest "looks like Chester, the child molester" spooky jack.
You can figure out which is which!
We also roasted the pumpkin seeds and I got to listen to them call me Martha Stewart all night. Feel the love people . . . feel the love. Picture kind of sucks . . . the dog was freaking and we were laughing at him.
