Halloween at Work!

Only two of us decided to wear clothes! I was thinking I'd be the only one brave enough! So I brought my costume for work in a bag.
When I saw my other co worker dressed as a bronco fan (she wore pajamas and a hat with slippers so at least "SOME effort" was put forth. So I put mine on! The hat is huge and kinda heavy though so not sure I'll make it the whole 12 hour day! We'll see! four hours down... 8 to go! Then we're partying tonight! Wahoooooo! What shall I wear to tonights bar party? Hmmmmmmmm.....

Happy Halloween and Lucky Let Go's

Last weekend was a costume party for this years Halloween Gathering. Mike and I decided last minute that we'd go. We weren't sure what to do for costumes.

While I was at work, I had people emailing me ideas of things I could manage in little to no time. I was considering re enacting the costume I'd done when I was 5 years old and dressing as Boy George again! But I didn't have enough odd stuff and I couldn't find leg warmers! So that was a no go.

Mike was at hom eand my sister and mother were there. They pulled out a tub of costumes and halloween stuff and he found an indian costume that ws min eyears ago. It fit him. He decided to go with that. My sister Mandi found a long black wig - She split it down the middle and braided the two ends. She just happened to have leather strings and an extra feather to add to the end of it. He was set!

I had some leather strap up costume boots that matched (left over from a gay cruise costume party a few years back!) They fit too!

Now it's my turn! I decided to go with my version of Green Lantern. I had the t shirt, and also just so happened to have green tights in my size (Also left over from gay cruise party) that I hadn't worn yet.

We'de been thinking this would be my costume but I didn't find a mask in any of rht estores we went to. Just a simple mask would have been fine but we coudln't find one like the super heroe's wear. So Mike came up with the idea of using black face paint. It worked pretty well.

I had green boots from yet another party (thanks Carl) when I was one of many "Hairy God Mothers" my color was GREEN of course at that time too so it worked out for me!

We got all dressed up after I got home from work and headed out to drop off a costume at my friend Liz's house so her man could be a priest and Mike was driving us through the neighborhood and we get pulled over for not ompletely stopping at one of the stop signs.

As the deputy lights' us up we pull over and Mike is kind of freaking out but I'm giggling. Chances are I might know this guy since I dispatch him and even if not... we're in full costume! HAHAHAH!

Mike gets the paperwork out and his ID and stuff as the deputy walks up the the side of the car cautiously! Mie's window is down and we hear "Of all nights to get pulled over eh!?" I think this was more of a generic thing for him to say to hear us talk I guess. Mike says "yeah" back and holds out his info for the oficer.

The guy uses his flashlight to glance in as he stoops down a bit to peer in the car and then he does a double take. He sees our costumes and he starts laughing. HARD! He waves off Mike's hand holding out the paperowk and identification and he says "Oh hell put that shit away!" he keeps laughing and he yells back to us as he's walking back to his car "Watch those stop signs guys it's a $150 fine!" was both kind of "chime" the words THANK YOU in unison!

Mind you we were pretty cautious the rest of the night!

PS - we took this picture just afterward because I calle dmy work to find out who the deputy was - they said he's laughing so hard! then my supervisor asked me "So which one of you is pocahontas!?" Mike was pissed he forgot his war paint so they knew he was a male indian They taped the picture to the deputy's locker at work!

13 TIMES!?!?!

My daughter will kill me if she finds this blog!

She's 13 and in a few weeks will be 14. She's the smartest kiddo I've ever met. She's also someone who still acts her age when you get to know her so it's hard to tell if she's going to handle stuff older than someone her age - or act her age. But like most parenting... it's a guessing game.

No matter HOW she handles things she's the light of my life and I miss her so much!

I say I miss her because she's decided she doesn't want to come home and live with me for a while.

It kills me to think she would be unhappy with me... anyway the reasons are many and diverse - we get along great I think ... but she doesn't agree so that's not fun!


Anyway I'm writing to share that after over a week she's conversing with me on text messages as of about ten minutes go and it's not the end of everything with this stuff but I have tears welling up because it's more than just me texting into thin air. AND we've been discussing the books we're reading. She is reading the book Twilight for the thirteenth time! 13 TIMES!?!?!?!? It's good but I couldn't possibly read tit that many times! She's read all four books in the series multiple times now. I told her then that I wouldn't brag about reading up to about page 200 on the second one in the series! LOL She laughed but asked how I liked it. It was back and forth conversation. I'm glad and grateful for every word!


Oh I've missed my baby girl! And still do. But I love hearing from her! I'm glowing!

The Ol' "Switch-a-roo"

I live in a 3 bedroom, 3 bathroom house that I share with my younger sister Mandi (29) my daughter Shayla (13), my boyfriend Mike and we have a mini wiener dog named Lunar. The house is only about a mile away from where my mother lives and just 4 miles from the house I lived in as a kid.

Well when we moved in originally I needed my sister to be my room mate and was hoping she'd give in since I couldn't afford to rent the house on my own but knew we'd be great room mates. She actually saw the house we ended up renting and fell in love with it. The price, size and location were all just right so we checked it out and decided to go for it. Deal was that my sister and my daughter could have the two upstairs rooms and I would have the smaller downstairs room. We'd share the two living rooms and the kitchen was lacking in storage space but would do well for us all size-wise.

We've now been there for just over two years and it's still a cute house and it's served us well.

My room though was small. The closet was the smallest closet I've seen and I had to utilize shelves as clothing storage in addition to my huge dresser (which I got from Stevie a number of years back! Thanks Stevie! Remember showing the kids the secret hiding place for such things as bags of "nails"?!) and the small closet itself was jammed full of hanging clothes.

When it became apparent that Mike would be moving in with us my sister made the comment that she'd switch rooms with us. She had the the master bedroom. Not only did it have an entire wall of closet space. It also had the entrance for the bathroom and shower from within the room. AND it's a larger space! PERFECT!

We've been planning to switch rooms for months! At one point my sister and I planned to swap rooms prior to Mikes move so it'd be done. Then we planned to do the swap while he was in town. THEN we decided that we'd need to wait until we had time to do it right. No "half-assing" it.

We did it this last weekend and it went pretty well. Mandi's new smaller room is only part of the transition. On the same level of her new room is her bathroom complete with shower, and also a small family room with the laundry closet stocked with full sized side-by-side washer and dryer. So she's been VERY excited about moving down there. She plans to use the spare family room as her crafts room. It's pretty open to the rest of the house but it's a nice place where she can arrange the flowers when she's being the florist for weddings or holidays or school dances. She can do her sewing and crafts down there but mainly it gives her a nice space with good light for painting. Mandi's been doing painting for years. She was the featured artist even at a small down town sandwich shop in Denver for a month. She also donated work for our art auction hosted by our friend Carl as a fundraiser for my daughters Australia trip.

All in all we'll all benefit from the move in so many ways.... well, maybe except for Mandi's loss of sleep.

See, now she's directly below us. That's right. Our bed and Mandi's bed are only separated by the floor. So night before last I realized in the heat of the moment (Now I'll be singing that all day! This is the heat of the moment...) that my bed is friggen noisy. We'd made sure when Mike was piecing it together that it would not hit the wall. But what we didn't notice so much in past adventures was that the springs creak and moan and the bed frame itself can be forced to moan and creak.

We try to be quiet... but....

... not always easy!

Laughing DURING a session of hot love (LOL) is normal anyway because sex is fun and entertaining a lot of the time. But I was chuckling because I felt bad that my poor sister was down there rethinking the move.

I hope she's REALLY glad about her new craft area! And easier access to her bathroom and the new chandeliers we worked together to hang.... Which she says do not swing from the ceiling when those odd noises were being made!

Poor girl! HAHA! I think we're getting a new bed here pretty soon. I think Mandi might be starting a tradition of sleeping with her radio on. And Maybe ear plugs.

So you know those times when you are in bed and you should be sleeping but you’re too busy talking and laughing and sometimes wrestling around? And I mean it like seriously wrestling kinda some tickling and grabbing and well ok maybe even threats of biting? Yeah ok see … so you know what I mean! Ok good then… So last night Mike and I were doing that! I was tired and I think he was too but in all when we layed down we were full of chatter and laughs and talkness and we would wrestle a little then stop and then go again then stop and laugh a lot in between… So it got to the point where whenever I moved my arm he’d flinch for fear I was going to tickle him. Or something. So as you can see I’m training him to fear my every move. LOL Ok not really.

So I am sweet talking him and saying how he can trust me just let me move my arm around… he’s apprehensive and staying watchful and mindful of each slow movement of my arm rubbing up and down his side or on his chest and he trusted me! So I say “Awww babe you trusted me see and it was good” As I lean in to kiss him I move my arm up to his cheek and I accidentally and violently jabbed him in the eye with my thumb!

Oh my God! I’m such a doof! He forgave me… until I sliced his shin with my toe nails! He just might kill me! If I don’t "do him in" first!

Mandi Lisa!

Doesn't she look like Mona Lisa? Not sure maybe it's just me?

In Estes Park

thing is there's a river behind us!!! And all around the green trees - was bright vivid yellow trees and it looked so awesome with some red turning leaves in the mix... then I take a picture and kept getting just pictures of the green ones! HAHAAH! What a dork!

I wanna go back up there it was amazing! So pretty!

Here are som more fun pictures... I'm just learning how to post these things! I think it's easier than I'm making it! LOL