Happy Hallowhine

Here’s our night as told in pictures (with detailed captions.)

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Yes, I know I said she was going as a skunk, but she never said any such thing. Next thing I know I’m upstairs sewing fifteen feet of tulle to make a tutu.

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Even adding makeup and jewelry to the tutu getup, she was still as happy as a clam. Such a girl.

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We headed off to meet up with the cousins. Violet was a little intimidated by all the super heros and the puppy.

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This is the ’08 picture with her cousins. Note the addition of the puppy this year.

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Once she realized that they were actually her cousins, she settled down. plus, we gave her some candy.

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After a couple more stops, it was time for home and bed. Aren’t these two the cutest ever?

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wwpd? (what would peta do?)

Today’s post goes out to my brother Coloray who caught a king salmon the other day weighing twenty pounds dressed.

I wish I had a picture on me to show you how enormously huge this fish was; it reached from the ground to his hip and he’s 6 feet tall. gi-gan-tic. unfortunately, being pregnant I am now pretty much repulsed by the smell of any raw fish, although that may or may not have had anything to do with the four fish I cleaned the other day. Translation: we’ve got a several pound hunk of king salmon in the freezer all for AJ. Yes, he’s pretty happy.

 

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perspective

Violet is to the vacuum cleaner as a tigress is to an elephant. She stalks silently in the shadows..always watching. Slinking slowly with her belly to the ground she moves in for the attack. Alone she knows she stands no chance at a kill, but nonetheless she will study and learn everything about this beast as she waits for the perfect time. At last, the vacuum falls silent and she seizes her opportunity.

And that is how in the middle of vacuuming this afternoon, I came to see my sweet little daughter run up and hit the vacuum cleaner as soon as I turned it off.

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That’s so punny

Retailers are guilty of many crimes. One of these is their literary creativity. Since the holidays mark that blessed time of year when retailers are pulling out all the stops in a grand effort to make your life all better, this is quite possibly the best time for advertising puns. Let me put it this way; just because you can, doesn’t mean you should. Case in point: Falltastic, Fright Aid, or Spooktacular.

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paradigm

While the word paradigm is often used interchangeably with the word  perspective, it is important to realize that it refers to a perspective shaped by a pattern or prototype of thinking. It could of course be argued that all perspectives are shaped in such a way, but when we choose or allow one or two key elements to define our response to everything we see, we are operating under the paradigm of those key elements.

Every day I have to reshape my paradigm. Re-choose, reassess, remind. Today mine started out as unfairness; everything was unfair about heading off to church in our cozy sunday cheer only to have AJ get called in on the way to church resulting in a drive back home, saying goodbye and heading off to church alone with Violet. Yesterday my paradigm was discontent. Discontent over my little house, my loud neighbors, or my lack of a yard.

Good thing God is always there for those reality checks. It was a blessing to sleep in this morning and have a leisurely time getting ready for church, and I do have the lifestyle of the richest ten percent in the world. Even if both of those weren’t true, there’s no denying my needs are met and my God is awesome. Re-choose, reassess, remind.

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