Halloween...

Every Tuesday...Blake goes to my nieces house while I go to work.  He loves to spend the day with them.  They have pet rats, dogs, and a turtle and he thinks it is so much fun.  Last Tuesday when I went to pick him up  my 10 year old niece, Callie, said she would give me a pedicure.  She wasn't kidding...She has this whole kit that basically gave me a professional pedicure.  I let her pick the colors and she did a great job.  Very seasonal...Here are a few blurry pics...The smudge on my big toe is the second smudge.  I just had her fix the first one two hours ago and my two year old already stepped on it.

Family Rules...

I found this idea off another blog....and I loved it.  I think there are things in life that are just good rules to live by.  You could custom this to fit what you feel is important.  I just used a piece of blank canvas, modge podge ( a lot of it), different scrapbook paper and letters to create this list.  I think it turned out great and now we have a daily reminder of those things that are important.  I think everyone should have a list posted like this...

Ghost Cookies...

Blake and I made these ghost cookies today...Although Blake is pretty much a disaster when it comes to really helping with projects like this.  He preferred to eat the white chocolate with his hands instead of dipping the cookies into it.  I thought these were so cute and easy.  I copied the idea from my cousin who I think got it from Martha Stewart.  I'm definitely not creative enough to come up with something like this.  All it is is Nutter Butters dipped in melted white chocolate chips and then a mini chocolate chip used for the eyes.  You all should try them.  And don't they look so cute wrapped up?

The perfect pumpkin...

How do you pick the perfect pumpkin?  There are so many options.  Tall and skinny, short and fat.  Some have a flat back and some are perfectly round.  Some are orange...somegreen...and some white.  Sometimes you find them in the last week of September and sometimes not until the 30th of October.  There is no wrong or right, but it should fit you.  This is not a task I take lightly.  Somehow, I've fallen into this trap where I really believe that the pumpkin I choose will represent a little piece of who I am.  Like it has a small part of me in it. I know this is a weird thought process but I can't help it.  So this year...we went to Cornbelly's at Thanksgiving point.  It is a pumpkin patch with all sorts of things to do with kids.  There are slides and scary creatures. There are a few corn mazes and a big jumping pillow.  It is so much fun.  As we are walking into Cornbelly's...I saw it.  It was like it called to me.  There at the front was my pumpkin and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since. Those of you that know my husband you know that of course he would not consider buying it for fear that the total on the "receipt" would be to high so I had to walk right past it on the way out.  Of course that just meant that Blake and I went back this morning and picked it up.  This year the winner was a white fairly proportioned pumpkin with a few tan/orange bumpy things on it.  Apparently I was the only person it called to because it was still there in its same spot. And now it is happily resting on my front porch....Here it is.  The tiny pumpkin was Blake's pick.  He could of had any pick of the whole pumpkin patch...and this was it.  A little anti-climatic for him, but fun for me.  I love them!

It's time....

It is time to start blogging again.  I've been on a seven month break and am feeling like it might be time to start up again.  We'll see how far I get.