Halloween 2009

Why did the skeleton go to the butchers? Because he needed some spare ribs!

A kid told me this yesterday and I'm still cracking up! It's a classic I tell ya!

So it's been a crazy couple of weeks and I haven't been inspired to blog because our camera went capo-wee. Anyhoo, that's been fixed...just in time for Halloween!

When I asked the kids what they wanted to be this year Blake screamed out "CAKE" and then Ranen immediately followed with "FLY...to buzz around the CAKE!". So this year I went to work on our first ever home made kid costumes!

The fly:



The cake with her buddy Dessi as Gabriella from High School Musical:


Chris wore his bee costume complete with beer in hand.


And me...well,


I was the spork. You know, to go with the cake!

But the cutest was Noro as a blazer fan!

Busy Week

Last Sunday we got geared up and found our way downtown for the Blazer Family Fun Fest. We were there early enough to get decent seats. The kids had popcorn and we took turns holding the "claw!"


We had Ranen's half brother with us.


Both Blake and I started classes this week. I'm venturing into the land of Capoeira and Blake is taking swim classes. Our goal is to have her swimming by next summer!

Then today we decided to take advantage of the sun and hit the pumpkin patch.

The kids petted some animals.


Then Blake rode on one.


We picked pumpkins and took silly pictures.


It was a fun afternoon but we are exhausted. I think I'll go take a nap now...

when bad knitting happens to good people

There once was a sweater. It had a body, arms and a yoke on it's way to being finished. The owls were half way done when a funny looking stitch was spotted.


Without thinking I tinked back to that stitch and came across something I've never seen before. So I tinked back more stitches and was once again stumped.


I couldn't understand why the yarn came from the left then went back the same direction.

So I decided to rip back completely to that spot to reknit. As I was pulling out the circular, the piece that attaches the needle tip to the cable broke.


As colorful words started to spew out of my mouth I realized that the funky stitch that I saw was a wrapped stitch from the short row shaping. I created this huge mess for nothing. I blame the mass amounts of sugar I consumed that day.

Needless to say, the owl sweater is in time out.