Halloween Fun

Lil'A's first Halloween. She's a little too young to go trick-or-treating so we dressed up and waited for the kids by the door.

Lil'A got dressed up as a bumblebee. Check out her antennae sticking up. :)


This pic I snapped just as she was about to stick her hand in her mouth. She looks so "thoughtful". Needless to say the flash stopped her in mid-tracks. No hand in mouth for at least 30 seconds.


The other gal of the house was not so enthusiastic about Halloween. Oh, and then there was the cat. :) This is actually a bib that Gran gave to Lil'A but it just looked so cute on Packers. She didn't seem to think so.


Now for our pumpkins. Since Lil'A can't use knives or saws for, let's say, another 16 years, we found this Mrs. Potato/Pumpkin head. We laughed so hard when it was done.


The there is Jack...

Save the best for last. Rich had a great time with all the pumpkins but this one is his for sure. It's the revenge of the headless horseman.

Thank You ALL for Your Support

Thank you all for helping me out by voting for me on the W Network Search for the Next Expert.


Today is the day after when the Top 20 was to be informed by phone. I had to wait around for 4 days to find out. Now I know. :)


I wasn't getting my hopes up since there were 64 entries in my category and there were 6 categories. A lot of entries. If I don't put my hopes in, no disappointments after. So it is. I am relieved in some way. :)


I was just happy to have tried to try to get myself out of my shell I've been in lately and it was a great experience.


If you are ever wanted to do something but keep putting it off, bruff off that ambition and do it. It is worth with it.

Again, thank you so much for all your support electronically and in person etc... Luv you all!

This is the "Email" I Had to Send to My Choir Director at Church this Morning

Subject: You are NOT going to believe this.  (SO Sorry BTW)

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Here I am writing this letter at 8.07 or at least that's the time that my alarm clock told me.  As I finish my shower, I put my watch back on and it says 9.00.  It's an analog watch.  Hard to mess with right?  Running out of the bathroom toothbrush in mouth foaming at the mouth, I ask Rich what time it is.  He looks at the alarm clock, 8.00.  Then I look at his cell phone 9.00.  Call my Mom right away, still foaming at the mouth, 9.00.  What the Heck?

Then we figured it out.  Rich's grandparents got us one of the new alarm/CD/radio clocks for us for our wedding present 3 years ago.  It was one of the newest ones that were supposed to use the "new and improved, longer Daylight Savings Time" thanks to George Dub'ya.  Too bad it didn't ACTUALLY do it.  The old way, it was always the weekend before Hallowe'en.  So it was "smart" enough to do that one instead.  But thanks still go to Rich's Grandparents for the lovely gift.  :)

Anyway, right now, you are already right in the 2/3s mark of rehearsal and about to go into the loft.  No way I can make it there by mass time.  Maybe by the time you're all walking DOWN the stairs say goodbye to each other.

My sincerest apologies to you and the choir.  I'm guessing on the real day it's supposed to happen, it will go BACKWARDS and I'll be sitting outside the hall waiting for an extra hour for you.  As penance of course.

-kat