Ready to carve the pumpkin:
Traditional pumpkin sniffing. This must be done immediately after you cut the top off the pumpkin. Stick your face into the hole and inhale the joyous pumpkin goodness:
Repeat.
You can't tell from the photo, but this is a bushel of candy. Yes, I get that many trick or treaters! One year I got almost 300 kids.
The pumpkins are lit:
My house, ready for visitors:
Cerenna the duck, with Kristie:
Sophie the chicken, unhappy:
A child wearing a very convincing "Jim" costume, who ate a suspicious amount of Butterfingers and smoked a cigarette.
Pumpkin seeds, warm from the oven. Made with butter, garlic powder, Cajun seasoning, and salt.
And there, you've just joined me on my Halloween evening. And now I'm off to watch The Nightmare Before Christmas. Because it's tradition.
Birdbath in my garden.
Mini pumpkins I grew myself, sitting on my sundial.
Leaves in my driveway.
Leaves all over my yard!
I went out to lunch with Jim and ate Chinese food, and here I am back at home, relishing one of those rare wonderful weekend evenings at home with nowhere to go. I'm planning on taking a short nap, cooking dinner, watching a movie on the couch, taking a jacuzzi bath, and maybe having a beer or two. Or three. Wearing my softest, least-flattering sweatpants. Hanging out, reading blogs, snuggling with Sophie and the cats.
I've been needing this so much!
Kendall, age 1.
Annabel, age 4.
Cerenna, at her 1st birthday party.
Sophie, shaved down to 1/8".
- I went to Washington, D.C. on business, then visited Laura in New Jersey.
- I went to Cerenna's 1st birthday party at Java Jungle.
- I saw my friends in the play "Steel Magnolias" at Hawthorne Valley.
- I had a blind date in a group setting. Didn't go so well, but at least I'm out there. I guess.
- I've been working feverishly on the set for Epic Proportions, painting camels and pyramid backdrops.
- I hurt my back lifting a fake wooden palm tree down from someone's garage rafters. Don't ask.
- Sophie got shaved at the groomer's.
- I almost went up in a hot air balloon, but it got canceled due to wind. We're trying again this Sunday.
- I saw Morrissey in concert.
- The older of my brothers (I'm the oldest) got engaged.
- My younger of my brothers is going to be a father. It's a long story.
- I herxed last week, the worst I have since spring. I'm better now. But it was a doozie that attacked my vision, speech, legs, heart, and breathing. Good times.
- I absolutely love the new shows "Samantha Who?" and "Pushing Daisies". And of course, "Grey's Anatomy" does not disappoint.
O.K., now you're up to date! I'm going to bed.
Traditional pumpkin sniffing. This must be done immediately after you cut the top off the pumpkin. Stick your face into the hole and inhale the joyous pumpkin goodness:
Repeat.
You can't tell from the photo, but this is a bushel of candy. Yes, I get that many trick or treaters! One year I got almost 300 kids.
The pumpkins are lit:
My house, ready for visitors:
Cerenna the duck, with Kristie:
Sophie the chicken, unhappy:
A child wearing a very convincing "Jim" costume, who ate a suspicious amount of Butterfingers and smoked a cigarette. 
Pumpkin seeds, warm from the oven. Made with butter, garlic powder, Cajun seasoning, and salt.
And there, you've just joined me on my Halloween evening. And now I'm off to watch The Nightmare Before Christmas. Because it's tradition.
