Can you wish someone a Happy Halloween in the Temple?

I feel something stirring in my tummy-town, it could be anticipation for the wonderful toasted raviolis Em is making right now, it may be the instant noodles and pickled cabbage I had for breakfast, but it just as easily could be determination to participate in our new initiative to write on our blog more often.

St. Louis family need not worry we don't plan on enjoying these raviolis at ALL! But we will eat them in the spirit of preparation for our December visit home.
I was going to write a whole lot more but this picture took to long and Emily fell asleep half-watching Sleepless In Seattle.

We played Racket Ball today. Yeah Emily tried to hit me in the face three times. Also she cheats. And Cheaters never prosper, as can be seen from Emily's eye tonight at 11:20. She was so tuckered out she went to be before me.

Halloween tomorrow. We made plans to have our friends the Stinochers over to play Beatles Rock Band, interspersed by bouts of terrorizing neighborhood children and candy eating.


(ps who does Paul think he is? No shirt, no shoes=Tetanus)

We're Americans.

Today we went to the Mesa Temple and reveled in the chance to get away from the stresses of this week and take solace in the peace and stillness of that place. As we were leaving Emily said goodbye to a woman she met today and after wishing her a good weekend she said, "Happy Halloween." We then turned to each with this face:


and wondered if wishing someone a Happy Celebration of Death, Ghouls, Spirits, Monsters (and for some reason a slutty version of every single costume idea you can think of) Day was appropriate as we left the Lord's House...

But then we remembered that Halloween is ALL about candy and we felt pretty good about ourselves.



R

Tis the Season

I've recently received a request to update this blog every day. While I can't promise that our lives will be exciting enough to constantly update, I can promise to try to do better.

First order of business:
IT'S HALLOWEEN! Well, almost. We have/are celebrating the upcoming holiday in several ways:

(1) Ryan celebrated his 28th birthday with a costume party! Ryan and I went as Jack and Sally Skellington, and we went all out. Ryan made a paper mâché Jack Mask, I made a yarn wig and my Sally dress, and we bought a suit from Goodwill the afternoon of the party and were literally sewing it together as people got to our house. Rushed, but worth it.
EXCEPT for the fact that the only other people who dressed up were our new good friends, the Stinochers. God bless 'em.
We ate strawberry cupcakes, we played Rockband, we played Scatergories, we watched Community and Parks & Rec. A good night all-in-all.

(2) We bought candy to give to Trick-or-Treaters, but we just ended up eating all of the Kit Kats. So, I bought some more Snickers today. Bring it on.


(3) We carved pumpkins in our likeness. Well, Ryan successfully carved a pumpkin in his likeness, I forgot to give myself a face. So. yeah.


In other news, I officially have a job, but a different job than originally anticipated. Read on:
Pt. 1: Job I thought I had = Full-time, one-on-one para at Elementary School.
-arrived to school after an entire morning of orientation only to be informed that the student moved to California over the weekend ("I'd rather be dead in California than alive in Arizona!"--Lucille Bluthe)
Pt. 2: Job I now have = 3.25 hours a day, working with different students throughout the week.

Good enough.

Ryan has been sick this week, the details of which I will not elaborate upon. He is seemingly on the mend, and I anticipate a full recovery, and no H1N1 business. Phew.

I joined a gym that came with 2 free sessions with a personal trainer, and I couldn't use my arms for the next three days.

In closing:




Elementary School Fail.