October

70's Rocker, Elvis, and Aviator = Halloween at our house this year.

We went to our ward party and was recognized by no one. It was seriously so funny.

Remember how I posted forever ago about how I look like Elvis?! ...How do you like me now. I AM Elvis.

Oh Cody, this will forever be locked away into the section of my brain that is entitled "thing that make me laugh."

You "rock!" ... ha ha

Do you see it yet?

Last week we attended a carnival put on by the Dickersons. It was so much fun!!!

We ate cotton candy, cup cakes, caramel apples and other tasty treats!!

Mack's favorite game was ring toss. Even though the concept of "toss" was lost on him and he just placed the rings around the bottles.

This was the picture I used on Mack's Halloween card this year. He has the cutest little face in the entire world

Love him!

I made these cute little Halloween jars with my sister Dee. I thought I would add ribbon on top to make them even cuter, but they just ended up looking like du-rags. ha ha oh man..

At the beginning of this month Cody surprised me with a trip to D-land! Woo hoo!! He arranged for family to watch Mack and we partied it up!! This is a delicious marshmallow dipped in caramel then chocolate, and then covered in candy corn. Heaven. I also found a new drink to love. Lemonade with vanilla added. Seriously the best thing I have ever had. I let the lady who worked the booth talk me into it and I have craved one every single day since!!

You. Must. Try. One!!!

They Halloweened Space Mountain. Overall, pretty lame, but they had a light show on the outside of the building that was cool. I like this picture because it looks like space mountain is invading Cody's brain.

Overall October was very busy and a little stressful, but a great month!!

The Sign Made it A Reality

My parents are moving.

I am extremely sad about it.

My parents have lived in their house for the past 24ish years. This is the only house for them I have ever known. I was a baby there, played the piano there, fought with siblings there, snuck out of windows there, fell in love there, I grew up there. ...

I know that house like the back of my hand, where my dad hides his guns, where the secret stash of money is hidden, the places you can make out and not get caught, Where everything goes when I empty the dishwasher, the gosh awful hallway that is covered floor to ceiling with family pictures. Everything.

I have known that my parents were moving for a while now, but it wasn't official until I drove up today and saw that horrible yellow for sale sign that was laughing at me. How am I going to let anyone live in my house? All my memories are built there.

My parents are moving to Utah. Stupid, Parents stealing Utah. My dads job is changing, which he, and the entire family is thrilled about. He will be able to do a lot more writing in his job and be able to help a lot more people. He is still working at family services, but in a different area than he is now.

I know I am being very over dramatic about the whole thing and that everything will be fine, but it is still hard for me. I guess change and me don't mix too well.