Our Halloween weekend--without pictures

Just wanted to update on how the weekend went. Hopefully later I'll get pictures loaded.

Friday, we had a good dinner at IHOP and a nice time at D's aunt's house to celebrate his Grandpa's 96th birthday. The girls were mostly the center of attention being the only kids there. D's aunt was very impressed with Little d's coloring skills and Little m's dexterity. She works with children and kept telling me how advanced the girls are. Makes a mom proud!

Saturday night we trick or treated. Little m acted like she's been doing it for years. It was so cute to watch her trucking around in her cape like she'd been wearing a witch costume her whole life. There is this picture I will have in my head of her walking alongside Little d, sparkley broom in one hand, pink pumpkin bucket in the other, and she just turns up to look at big sis and gets this huge grin on her face. As if to say "can you believe what we're doing?" Of course I didn't take a camera trick or treating, but I love that image in my head. She acted much the same way Little d did on her first "real" trick or treat trip.

So then Saturday night was the time change. Yea! An extra hour of sleep...not. I woke up at 3:30am and could not go back to sleep. Sunday we left for the craft fair at 7:30. I set up and sold...are you ready for this...$30 worth of stuff. And twenty of that was to D's aunt. Yeah, major bust. So other than the cards and card set that D's aunt bought, I sold two cards and one post-it note coaster thingy. (I'll have to post pics of those--I forgot to.) D's aunt also wants me to make her 15-20 Christmas cards. On the other side, no one else was selling anything either. There were I think seven other vendors. All but two had handmade stuff. Truly it was a sad little showing. Very few people came--apparently it wasn't advertised. Oh well, I got to spend time visiting with D so that was worth it.

Oh and I have to tell about the bathroom at the hall where this craft fair was. It's an old (like over a 100 years old) dance hall in the middle of nowhere. (I'll have pictures later.) So the bathroom is old too. I've never gone in it before because normally I when I'm there I don't have to pee every five seconds--like now--and also because it's on a stage. I mean you have to climb up a ramp to access it and get this...the top is completely open. And it's in the corner of the hall. Not very private to someone like me. So yesterday was the first time I had ever been in it. The exterior walls have cracks in them that just barely mean someone on the outside can't see in. You can actually see daylight in some places. The stall door has a hook closure, which is fine except that of course it's not aligned and when trying to free my self of it I succeeded in shoving a huge splinter under my finger nail. That means, if you keeping track, that I'm typing this with a really sore index finger adorned with dried blood under the nail.

Hilarious. I actually sat there peeing (you're welcome) and thought of how the blog post would go. Although the splinter was an unexpected bonus. Okay enough of that.

I came home Sunday so exhausted I could hardly keep my eyes open. But blissfully I slept well last night and so did the girls! Ready to tackle a new week! Keep your fingers crossed we close on the construction loan this week!

I'll try to get the pictures loaded later today...