We carved our pumpkins last night
Yes, the night BEFORE Halloween
We are THAT organised
That shit takes forever
Trying to carve out eyes with a blunt knife because Mum won’t let you use her really sharp knives because amputation, stabbing, hospital…. no thanks.
My lazy, but ingenious self, decided to rifle through Diamond’s tool box
when he wasn’t looking
And before you can say “I can’t believe you let your children use power tools”……
Why do it any other way?
See, I just look like a bimbo Smurfette
Pretending to be stupid is actually HARD you guys
Especially while driving and taking selfies at the same time
I don’t really have a favourite season
But I do know what it isn’t
And that’d be fall
The time of year where it get’s cooler
But not cold enough to wear big puffy coats and gloves and scarves, which I love
It’s more ‘in between’
My clothes and I can’t make a decision and we start off most mornings arguing and confused
Then all the leaves fall off everything, everywhere and now it looks dead
I am the only one in this house that doesn’t love this time of year
Diamond and the girls are ALL about fall
Mainly because of Halloween, which is totally fall’s saving grace
Halloween I do like
I like the pumpkin carving (in a supervisor’s capacity of course, otherwise ugh….pumpkin guts is grody)
I like going to the pumpkin patch
Halloween parties are always fun
And who can beat brawling with the neighbours?
Even though I’m more of a Christmas kid, I’m trying to get my giddyup going, as Diamond brings all the Halloween decorations up from the basement today
The bag of Halloween candy that I demolished for breakfast is my fuel
For someone that doesn’t ‘like’ American chocolate
I do a mean impersonation of someone that loves the shit out of it
It’s the polite thing to do
And I am nothing if not fucking polite
2 days after Christmas, and my living room still looks like Santa’s sack exploded all over the joint
I’ll get to it all eventually
First, demolishing all the leftovers
Well done, me
Then making plans for New Year’s
Then, playing with all the cool stuff the kids got. Hello mini Fender guitar and drum kit!
Then anything else I can think of. Get nails done. Christen my new crockpot. Power naps. Take Eva back to the pound.
Then, maybe I’ll tackle this mess
But probably not.