Despite my assurances to post with a little more regularity, I have yet to really do it. I am clearly ‘not making an effort’.
I feel like I am. I think about it constantly. I also think about other things constantly. I blame those other things, getting in the way of me writing about whatever. Damn you other things!
One of those other things is the bag of craft supplies that are in my downstairs closet. This bag contains all the things one needs to craft a pint-size cowboy vest and belt for a 2 year old who will be dressed as a cowboy (just like Woody) for Halloween. It’s been in the closet for about a month now. I have good intentions. I really do. So there’s that…
The only veggie V will currently eat are peas. Despite my good intentions with broccoli, zucchini and other things of a green nature. This is very frustrating. Must make balanced meals. MUST. This too….
I started Christmas shopping.
I am running 5 k in 1 1/2 weeks.
Edward will be 35 in 2 1/2 weeks. I have a plan. A plan that I am over thinking.
I have hardwood floors now and have to sweep them every 2 seconds.
Vince is almost 2 1/2.
I had a dream the other night that I was pregnant.
I’m not pregnant.
See? Too much on my mind. Vegetables, babies, running, Halloween, Christmas.
Pictures to follow of Vince in his cowboy costume. Please passionately admire them…
Post-Halloween over here, and the dog and I are chilling…
V was a marathon runner this year. Costume choice was decided last year and at that time was based on the fact that babies look cute in shoes. About one month ago, V learned to walk and so the costume suddenly became a way better one. How funny to see little man dressed up as if he is about to do a runner and then it watch him do one down the sidewalk!
I thought it would be hilarious…
It was. When I ever thought a headband would stay on his little head, lord only knew… But for the 30 seconds it was on, it looked awesome.
7 pm and little man was in bed. Tuckered out from the excitement of the evening. He got 5 pieces of candy (that I will eat for him).
I feel weird about giving my child candy. Apparently, I have no problem giving other peoples kids treats (as illustrated by the way I thrust it upon those trick-or-treaters), but I had a hard time even giving V a lollipop. It just seems wrong… Cupcake (that I have made for him), yes. Laffy taffy, no….
I proceeded to get knocks on the door until 9:30, despite an apparent strict policy regarding front porch lights being on (indicating that you are participating). I turned mine off at 7:15, when I was about to run out of candy. Just as my mother-in-law left and I let the dog loose again.
Poor Chewie, barking his face off upstairs, locked in a room. The second I let him out, he became uber guard dog.
He is a chihuahua. And rather self-important.
Thank you Chewie for providing me with an excuse to not answer the door after 7:30.
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