Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Politically Incorrect Thanksgiving

I found these headbands at the craft store, and I had to have them.

I think we might have a new Thanksgiving photo tradition.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Thanksgiving 2010

We spent the day with Matt's family, and it was lovely.

We have so much for which to be thankful, and second to an AMAZINGLY awesome God, I am so thankful for our incredible families.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Matt #2 turns 30

My darling sister has a new man in her life, and aside from the fact that the two of them are disgustingly beautiful, it has been absolutely wonderful getting to know him. Conveniently his name is Matt, but we refer to him as Matt #2 or Morgan's Matt or Matt Wheat or Misser Maa (because Mister Matt is a lot for a two-year-old to say).

Recently my sister got together with a couple of his friends to throw Matt #2 a 30th birthday party. She's become quite the pro at this considering she had a major hand in throwing me a 30th birthday party in March (see my humiliation here).

The party was a blast, and it was especially wonderful getting to meet Matt Wheat's friends and family. Not only is he great, but so are his peeps.

One of the party highlights was the pinata. The kids very much enjoyed trying to crack it, but ultimately it was busted open in one clean whack by the very buff Misser Maa. Gangsta Gabe was crazy enough to hold the pinata while Matt swung, and it all happened so fast that this is the best picture I captured of the destruction:

The aftermath was clearly the favorite for the kids, and according to Megan, it was the "best day of her life."

I don't know that it was the best day of my life, but the party was a definite hit. And combined with a Buckeye win, it was a pretty darn good day.

Thursday, November 18, 2010


This year's Halloween costumes went something like this:
  • Graciously accept hand-me-down costume from neighbor, a pink butterfly sans wings.
  • Affirm that butterflies aren't my style, and declare the discovery of a rare pink bug from a lovely tribe of natives in southeastern Ohio.
  • Humbly admit that I should have tried on my son's intended costume well before the fast-approaching pagan holiday.
  • Summon my inner Steve Nameth, a German beach bum turned entomologist.
  • Announce my love for bugs, all bugs, especially those of the handmade variety.
  • Rush my thrifty butt to Dollar Tree.
  • Turn on creativity.
  • Shop.
  • Spend pennies.
  • Throw together black felt, fluorescent yellow fabric, and red pipe cleaners.
  • Wave my magic wand above my son's trick-or-treat hungry head and Voila!
  • Present the world with Henry the glowworm-bat-firefly and Harper the wingless pink wonder.

And from looking at the still-not-empty bowl of candy in my kitchen, it was very worth it.