a moving box
On some days, I’m half a nurse.
Those are the days I’m on-call. Like today.
Thanks to the unknown patient in the ER who refused to be admitted. They almost called me in because of you….but speaking as a nurse, you probably should have stayed if your doctor told you to.
This autumn season has been kind of a dud. It’s been raining a lot. It’s cold and windy with soggy leaves everywhere. HOWEVER, I’m growing more excited for Halloween.
Stores are selling their pumpkins: unconventional white…
and traditional orange.
And I’m terribly excited for how we’re getting out pumpkin this year. Wait and see.
This was our pumpkin last year.
I’m obsessed with this hairstyle. This is me attempting it.
I usually wear my hair the same boring ways (down straight. ponytail. braid.) Finally something different. On a completely different note, Mo and I went to get sushi this weekend.
This is my second attempt at sushi. I think I still need more exposure to acquire a taste for it. It WAS better this time around though (not pictured: the chicken teriyaki that I ordered as well).
Last week was a reunion for my side of the family. Mo and I drove down to Salt Lake Wednesday afternoon and came across this:
The family rented this massive house for the week.
The massive house fit all 48 of us pretty well.
Every time the family gets together, we take a group picture. This year we were in competition with the wedding crowds to get a spot on the stairs. It involved lots of waiting.
and more waiting.
(I love Becky’s pose here. And in the left side of the picture, you see one of the kids checking out the dirt)
(and eating the dirt. Unless his mom had given him a cookie. But I think it was the dirt).
That night we got back to the house and watched other people’s fireworks (aerial fireworks are totally legal there) and lit off a few of our own.
And there were glow sticks for everyone, which probably saved me from taking care of all the burns kids would’ve gotten with sparklers.
Some of the kids liked the fireworks while other kids LOVED the fireworks.
Mo and I had a little adventure at a bike shop.
This is going to sound ridiculous…
I need to go on vacation to one of these places so I can visit a Williams-Sonoma outlet store.
I believe my husband would support me in this.
P.S. Our fourth of July was wonderful. at 10:15pm we hopped on our bikes and rode around the neighborhood watching other people’s fireworks. Sorta like driving around to look at Christmas lights. I’d like it to become a tradition.