Happy Halloween

              If you haven't seen Some Like it Hot then I suggest you go find a copy at your local library, or even better, order it off Amazon.com and add it to your collection of DVDs. It is the funniest movie. Ever. I mean, how much funnier does it get than two musicians on the run from deadly mobsters, who cross-dress in order to hide in an all-girls band? Everybody knows (including Shakespeare) that nothing is funnier than cross-dressing and mistaken identies.

 You might be wondering what Some Like it Hot has to do with Halloween though. Well, I'll tell you. For lack of a new and original costume, I decided to revive my Marilyn Monroe costume for the Morrison's Halloween Party. That still left Brian without a costume (you see where this is going don't you). We thought about having him wear a suit and part his hair and walk around saying things like "Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country." A half our before we had to leave I got out my copy of Some Like it Hot to put the finishing touches on my costume and I had an epiphany. Wouldn't it be funny if we dressed as Sugar (Marilyn Monroe) and Daphne (Jack Lemmon) from the movie? How I convinced Brian to go along with my plan I don't know.....but I did.

 I wish we would have thought of it sooner so that we could have gotten a hold of a good wig and possibly some large high heels. Putting that aside, though, Brian made a pretty good Daphne. Kati and Jeff were also adorable as the Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood.

 And the food at the party was delicious, and in some cases creepy. If you look closely at the cupcakes it looks like they have shards of glass spearing the blood marks. We had Vulture on Steroids, stuffed with regurgitated owl food (turkey and stuffing), goblin guts in a gourd (stuffing served in a huge squash) and other various disgusting and yet delicious things on the menu.

Overall, it was a fun evening with good friends. We had Pan Am Stewardesses, Rosie the Riveter, Ghosts, Nuns, Jail-Birds, French Gentlemen, Mad Scientists, Dorothea, The Cowardly Lion, and others.

Happy Halloween!



Fall: Come and Gone?

As I sit on my couch, wrapped in a deliciously large fleece blanket, wearing fuzzy slipper boots and surfing my usual blogs, I wonder if my favorite part of fall is already over. The mountains are dusted with snow, and the lawn out back is soggy as a wet sponge. I'm craving pumpkin, cinnamon, ginger, cloves, and nutmeg. I took the time to make real oatmeal this morning. And while I enjoy fleece blankets, pumpkin and spice, hot oatmeal and even snow...Ican't help missing the few days out of the year when fall has definitely arrived, but it is still warm enough to wear your favorite t-shirt.

Over conference weekend, the boys (Mark, Dave, Jeff, Brian, and Uncle Tenney) headed up to the Uintahs to do real man's work, cutting down trees (literally, cutting them down, and sweetie, I'm glad you weren't crushed under any as apparantly there was a close call) and loading them into Mark's trailer and Tenney's truck. My parents are coming back from San Diego in the dead of an Oakley winter, which often gets cold enough to freeze your nostrils solidly together. My mom usually keeps at least two big woodburning stoves going constantly in the winter in Oakley, and that means a lot of wood.

I spent the afternoon enjoying my favorite kind of fall day--warm, fragrant, and brilliantly colored. It doesn't matter that I have walked the path along the ditch probably thousands of times in my life--it very seldom fails to take my breath away and rejuvinate me. The piles of aspen leaves gather on the water and make a nice contrast to the silky green moss undulating beneath the surface.  

 And you can't help but stop on your walk and sit on the bridge. Sometimes I'd spend a long time just listening to the water and beng fascinated by its movement.

 And when I returned the boys were hard at work cuttingup those logs.

 Isn't there just something neat about cattails? I remember when these first showed up in the pond...for some inexplicable reason I thought that was the coolest thing ever. A part of me still does...

Oh, warm fall days, how brief you are...