October, part one.

This has been such a busy month.  It seems like the weeks have been flying and so finally, I just decided to sum it up in one post.  I'm thinking this will be a loooong post.  Just in time for work on Monday, right?  This will give you, like three hours of intense reading.  Or just reading, anyway.  Youuuuuu're welllllcome.  
It seems like I come alive at this time of year.  I feel the way I did when Jeff and I were dating...and I remember the romance, and how great everything was.  Years later, I feel even more in love with him than I was then...and that makes me so happy.  I enjoy smelling the air, and wearing the warmer clothing, and baking, and being in my home.  And with our new home, it just seems like everything is right. I feel very lucky to be me, and to have the people in my life that I do.  Sometimes I am overwhelmed at how great life is...and this time of year, I feel it most.  Also, having a fireplace is rocking my world.  
Anyway, the weather has changed.  There has been rain, hail, and even snow.  And I've loved it.  I snuggle with Syd and we watch movies and sing songs and just play around in my bed.  I love that, too.  It's this time of year that I remember my life is completely opposite of what I had imagined it to be, when I was young and still considering my options.  And I sigh in relief that I did NOT end up as Chris Cornell's fourth wife.  I know, I know.  When I dream?  I.  Dream.  Big.
 So, the Anderson Halloween Party was quite early this year.  It was fun, and the weather was nice.  But I hadn't yet gotten around to thinking up a costume, so I didn't go in one.  But my kids did...they both came up with their own ideas, and we found costume stuff in our Halloween decoration totes that they used to put their costumes together.  I was pretty impressed with their ideas and creativity.

Riley was a devil girl, and Cole a Pokemon trainer.  Cole is right now obsessed with Pokemon everything.  I think it's all a bit too complicated, and the fact that they have a bazillion cards that take up every corner of our home, annoys me.  But he looked really cute, so that's all that matters.

I had to hold Axel a bit...just to prove that I hadn't completely scarred him for life.  And he came to me quite readily, for your information.  It made me feel good.  

My baby girl was a little fairy.  And she is definitely a free spirit.  She just flitted around the entire party, checking out all the sights in Grandma and Grandpa Anderson's backyard.  And finishing everyone's half-empty drinks.  Just because she could, and they weren't guarding them.  Suckers.

Muffy made Syd her skirt last year for Syd's first birthday.  I love it so much.  And Syd does, too...she totally struts her stuff when she gets to wear it.  

I really love my girls.  And my boys.  I have two favorite boys, and two favorite girls.  See?  I'm a lucky lady.

I didn't win the ultimate prize, which was a Jack Skellington that Kelli knitted.  And there were a few times that I had to literally take myself elsewhere, as during the Jeopardy game I heard myself shouting and saying really annoying, obnoxious things that were supposed to be funny, but fell way short.  I'll admit it...sometimes I'm not as hilarious as I imagine myself. All in all, it was a lot of fun.  Thanks to Kelli for all her hard work. 

The following Monday I had volunteered to help with the kid's school carnival.  I thought it would be a little event, but it wasn't.  I thought it would be in and out, and I wasn't.  And I thought it would be low-key.  It wasn't.  Apparently, you can invite anyone.  And, the whole city of Spanish Fork showed up.  Anyway, that's what it felt like.  There was NO time to say "hi" to people, and when I was "relieved" by another parent at the bean-bag toss, I was so pooped that I hid out, rather than reporting to the office to say I needed another job.  Dude, I was sweating, like I used to before I started to use armpit acid.  It was a high-stress situation.

Anyway, the kids had a really good time, and I guess that's the main point, right?  The kids?  I hear that's the attitude good parents take when it comes to doing stuff for their progeny.  I'm giving it a whirl.  So, I met Riley's friends moms with pit-stains, but I'm okay with it, cause I was doing it for her, and Cole.  Ugggggh.  Okay, next story will be about us and Grandma Steele, and the pumpkin patch.  Good times.  So now you know to keep checking my blog, or risk missing out.  Big time.