Happy Birthday Roger!

My bother Roger is a warlock, he was born on Halloween hundreds of years ago. (I can't remember how old he is). He might be a little freaky, he might not have a blog, (I know, right!) and he might refuse to comment on my blog, but he is still a great brother. He is always there when I need him. Thanks Roger and happy birthday!

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This blog is turning into a regular politcal forum

Mass. Senator Wilkerson was recently caught accepting bribes and other unethical activities.

This is a photo of her allegedly stuffing money that didn't rightfully belong to her into her bra.

I don't know about you, but if I am going to stuff items into my bra, I reach in from the top.

Voting is your civic duty.

So Roxy and I are having a contest to see who's pumpkin is cuter. She insists my pumpkin is cuter and I insist hers is. So in today's democratic atmosphere, we concluded the only way to true resolution was a public vote.



Option 1: cute cat thingy



Option 2: ghost


We used patterns and technically I carved both of them, but her hand rested on top of mine while we did hers. In an effort for true bipartisan results, I'm not disclosing who's pumpkin is who's.


But I still say hers is cuter.


So please vote, it is your public duty.

I'm practically Stephenie Myer

Last night I dreamt about what I should write about. It wasn't a sparkling dude or anything, but still, isn't that a sign that I should have lots of money?

I dreamt some kids labelling everything in my house in braille with puff paint. It wasn't like a braille vision or anything like that, but braille has been on my mind a lot lately. Why? I don't know.

But have you noticed the strange places they put braille?

It's one thing to have blind folk driving around using ATMs and reading braille street signs, but a braille tattoo. I think that's going just a little too far.

I've mentioned I'm judgemental, right?

So this guy came in for service the other day in his new convertible. You'll never guess what he was blasting on his cd player.



The Top Gun soundtrack.



Is it just me, or does that say one of two things? a) mid-life crisis, or b) small parts syndrome? Maybe both?

Thriller

So my friend Lisa dances for Odyssey Dance in Salt Lake and right now they are doing a Halloween show.

It. Is. Awesome!

If you're looking for a great date night or even a fun night out with the girls I HIGHLY recommend it. But I left my littles at home, it can be a wee bit scary for them. (Did I just have a Scottish accent?)

Lisa is a featured dancer on

Wed Oct 22nd
Sat Oct 25th (eve)
Fri Oct 31
Sat nov 1 (eve)

I personally believe you'll enjoy the show more on one of those nights. Last year we went on Halloween and it was a great atmosphere. We went again last Sat. night and loooved it again. And now I have a total girl crush on Lisa. That girl can move.

I'm not big into plugging things, but this is worth it (and no Lisa, did not ask me to say any of this).

I feel like a train car

Tagged again. 7 Things.

7 things I can do

1. Change oil on my car

2. Make great oatmeal/choc. chip cookies

3. Whine

4. Get something I started done

5. Walk away from something not worth finishing

6. Chicken out from starting something I'm scared of

7. Out-eat anyone I know when it comes to ice cream

7 things I cannot do

1. Tame lions

2. Artificially inseminate a cow

3. Hike up Mt. Everest

4. Change the oil in your car

5. Fly

6. Stop a bullet

7. Dance

7 Things that attract me to men

1. Humor

2. Smiles

3. Money

4. Money

5. Money

6. Money

7. Money

7 Things I say most often

1. I'm

2. not

3. in

4. the

5. mood

6. tonight

7. honey

7 Celebrity Admiration's

1. Brad and Angie

2. Kristina P

3. Papa Smurf

4. Huck Finn

5. Friends, not the real actors, the characters

6. *Mary*

7. Myself of course

7 Favorite foods

1. Foods

2. That

3. I

4. Can

5. Chew

6. With

7. Braces

7 People I tag

1. Suzanne

2. Roger

3. Christine

4. Amanda

5. Katie

6. April

7. Blaine