An In Between Halloween

Last Halloween was mine and Pete's first Halloween together--or married, I should say. So I wanted to do all the fun things like carve pumpkins and dress up. Next year we will have a baby and it will be her first Halloween, so I am sure things will be more exciting then. But this year we were busy with work and school and I just didn't have the motivation to make much of a special effort to do anything celebratory.

I know Pete loves the way his mom has always made Halloween special in their home--she always made pigs in a blanket and they have fun stuff going on. So I asked Pete if he wanted to go over to his parents' house on Halloween, but he didn't feel like he could take the time away from his responsibilities that night, so I tried to make things a little special at our house.

I went to the store and got stuff to make "mummy dogs" and then I bought candy for the trick-or-treaters who would come by.

When Pete got home and we started eating dinner, he had no idea that I was trying to make things like his mom had growing up. He didn't even realize that I had made mummy dogs! He asked if he could cut them in half because he wanted them small like his mom had always done them! FAIL! I guess I should have called his mom to determine what exactly she made on Halloween--Silly me for thinking pigs in a blanket and mummy dogs were the same...?

Anyway, after I explained to Pete that I was making a special effort to make it like his mom had growing up, he was appreciative at my effort. And I guess that is all that counts. Oh the joys of marriage. :)

After we ate dinner, Pete went to his "study room" for the night and I sat on the couch and opened the door for the 10 trick-or-treaters who came by. Not the most exciting day, but I didn't really feel all that bad about it.


For dance this year (see last year's post here) I had to do the dreaded dressing up. I wanted a costume that would not involve much time in creating it and that would not have to be explained a hundred times to every child that walked in the door.

Here is what I came up with. Not the most creative but the girls never had to ask what I was and they thought it was funny that my little baby had a Jack-O-Lantern face. Success!

The Perfect Weekend

A couple weekends ago Pete and I just had the most perfect weekend. On Friday we went over to some friends' house and made haunted gingerbread houses (out of graham crackers). Only Pete and I decided to make a haunted pirate ship instead of a house...exhibit A:

Yeah, we got real creative. :) It was fun working together and getting to know a few of the couples in our ward better.

On Saturday Pete went out shopping with me! This has happened maybe twice in our marriage. I hate shopping and get easily frustrated so I don't shop if I can help it. And Pete really doesn't like it either, so the two of us shopping together is usually not a good idea. But we went to look at some potential furniture for a thing called a nursery that we will be needing to furnish soon. However, we didn't find anything super great. Then we went to the mall to look for some maternity pants for me. SUCCESS!! I got two pairs and have never felt so comfortable in my life! I still can wear a few of my pants but bending over and sitting down is not the most comfortable thing in them. But maternity pants are a whole different story--when I wear those stretchy-waist pants, it never hurts! I was so happy to get these comfortable pants!

That night I made Chili for our ward Halloween party and we went to the party and enjoyed chili and cornbread. The party was really meant for kids and since we don't have any just yet we ate and visited for a while and then headed out to continue our search for the perfect donut. After stopping at 3 different stores/gas stations we finally found single Dunford Donuts at the fourth place! Chevron on 1600 N!

I think the guy working at the station thought we were crazy because Pete was shouting "Annie! Here! They're here!" Once we picked out the donuts and went to purchase them though, the guy agreed that they were worth they excitement--everyone loves a good Dunford!

We went home and each devoured our beloved donuts. We talked on the way home (before eating the donuts) that perhaps this would be a let down after all the hype and searching. But never. Dunfords never let you down.

Since that night, Pete is determined to make Dunfords a weekend ritual. Last weekend he got one and I had a bite. It sure was good---too good to make a regular thing, in my opinion!


Life is good and fun. Simple weekends like this keep us going through the hard work of the week. But we wouldn't have it any other way! We are so blessed!