Happy Halloween

It is Halloween...ALREADY. It seems like I started prepping months ago but my house only has a few decorations plus a "web" that is just hanging there. Kind of pathetic. I just haven't been in the spirit this year. I have been pretty busy so decorating has been put on the back burner. I even have the decorations upstairs and taking up space on my kitchen counters, which annoys me to my core. I got done carving 3 pumpkins and Mark did one. Mark is watching the Vikes and then we are taking Amelia to her grandparents' homes and possibly my aunt and uncle's house and cousins' houses. We will see. We are getting such a late start and we have millions of candy bars to give out so we may have to skip a few.

Amelia is now throwing a tantrum because she wants to put Elmo on but since the costume is so hot, we don't want to put it on until right before we leave. I will post pictures later. To be continued...

Ishy

Yesterday afternoon was windy, cold and it had started to snow. I picked up Amelia from daycare and pulled back the cover to the moonroof and pointed up. I pointed out the snow and said it was "ishy". She laughed so hard at that word. Just saying "ishy" entertained her for the whole ride home. No whining, just full blown hearty laughs.

Today, it blizzarded. It was pretty ishy. It wasn't as funny though. But she got a kick out of walking through the snow. She would giggle each time she took a step. It was so cold, and the wind was blowing hard, 60 mph gusts (no joke) so we couldn't spend much time outside.

We got home and saw the cover of her sandbox had been blown out from under the bungee strap and it was in the middle of our yard. Her sandbox toys were scattered around the yard. We picked them up and I put the cover back on the best I could get it. It was a miserable day. But, in the end we made it home safe, we are warm, healthy and really, what else matters? Bring on the season.

You Capture-Orange

These caught my eye



My daughter's favorite hoodie in her favorite color (I never realized a 2 year old could have a favorite color)



Gotta have a pumpkin (look, no flash!)



Last but not least, this is my FAVORITE purse



That is all I got.

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A few changes

My wardrobe will be changing. I have gone into my pre-pregnancy clothes and pulled out 2 pairs of dress pants, 2 pairs of jeans and a couple shirts that up until now, did not fit. Only 3 more lbs to go before I have taken off ALL the pregnancy weight. After that, I have about 10 more that I would like to lose. Yay!!!! I am so excited.

Welcome Weekend

To be quite honest with you, this week has kind of sucked. Mark has been working long hours 6 days a week (better than the 7 he was working) but I have been working hard to make it easier on him when he gets home. I cleaned up the yard (my parents volunteered to help me which I think was FABULOUS). I have been putting so much pressure on myself trying to cook real meals every night, keep the house clean (sort of) and keep the house running as perfect as possible not to mention working 40 hours a week. The crazy thing is, these are the things I do anyway so I don't quite know why it is so much more draining now.



I am burnt out. I look around and instead of seeing all the things I have accomplished, I see all the things that still need to be done. There is never any end in sight. All I want is to be tired but I don't think I have the energy.

You Capture - Animals

This is my first You Capture. I have actually done the assignment but haven't posted it :(

This is my puppy, Cassius. He is my first baby. Since Amelia was born I think he feels a little neglected but he still loves us...thankfully.

Horses always remind me of my Grandpa so I bought this (stuffed) animal when I was in college. Now I have passed it down to my daughter. Doesn't he look so sweet?

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Relaxing and Productive...

Oddly those are the two words I use to describe the weekend. Earlier this week I suggested my parents take Amelia to Papa's Pumpkin Patch Saturday. I knew they would all have fun (I was right). Mark was working so that meant I had the house to myself (okay, I was sharing it with my puppy, Cassius). I originally thought I would get a lot of house work done and I did get a few things accomplished. Then realized, I don't get much time alone so I sat down on the couch and watched tv and just hung out by myself. It was awesome. I missed my little family but I don't get a whole lot of alone time before 10:00 p.m.

Sunday, Mark's mom came over so I had to get my butt in gear and clean. I got the bathrooms cleaned, the living room and the kitchen cleaned. I rocked. But once again, my living room floor is covered with toys, my kitchen floor is probably all sticky again and my sink has dishes in it. But dude, I am tired and it will all have to wait until tomorrow.

One of these nights I am going to start Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred. I am not sure when but I definitely need to start something. I am falling off track with my weight loss goals. I keep wondering whatever happened to the gym rat who loved to work out. Maybe I will find her again buried under what is left of the pregnancy weight.

Baker Blood

Yesterday Mark, Amelia and I set out for Papa's Pumpkin Patch. The day was beautiful, the wasps thought so, too but we did our best to ignore them. One of them almost parished beneath my hand. I was nice and let him go. Instead of running away screaming like I normally do, I decided to do the "mature" thing and stand there, close my eyes and wish them away. It seemed to work for the most part. I did regress a couple times but the stares from the other people reminded me to stop, close my eyes and wish them awaybrought me back to "maturity". (I don't know why that is in quotes).

Other than that, we had such a good day. She rode a pony...twice. Once with me and once with Mark. I didn't think that she would at first but then she proved she had some Baker blood in her veins.

For those of you who don't know me or my family, my grandpa loved his horses. So, he passed on a love of horses to all of his family. It's kind of our thing. Don't take that the wrong way, I wouldn't know the first thing about taking care of a horse but I love them. When I see a horse, I think of him and that is a pretty special thing. My daughter loving the the ponies makes it that much more special.

She is a very serious rider, can you tell? :)

Mark also took her to the top of a hay bale "mountain". She loved that, too. I stood at the bottom taking pictures.

You see her sweatshirt? Everyone thinks she's a boy all the time. But she loves it. It has a football on it (for Mark) and the year I was born. Also, her favorite color right now is orange (I think it is because she thinks it is fun to say). So it was pretty much a perfect pick for her.

Last night we ordered her halloween costume and winter coat/snow pants. I told her we were going to go snowmobiling again this winter. She threw her arms in the air and screamed "Yay". I have a feeling she could be a daredevil.