Peeling Chick Peas

Ok, I'm figuring this out more as I go. Blogger can be a huge pain. But, for you, I'm learning.

There's this show on PBS. It's like New Yankee Workshop but the guy doesn't use any modern tools. Like tools your grandfather saw his father use type tools. With the hand drill where the body is the handle and you have to spin the thing? I've never seen so many rasps, or chisels or planes (a freaking azde? I only know what that is for Scrabble - also acceptable without the 'e'). It blows my mind.

Listen, if I have every type of tool ever (like New Yankee Workshop) maybe I could make a roll top desk. A pretty one? Hell no. But it'd be recognizable as a desk. The only thing I could do in this guys work shop is cut off my fingers. And I wouldn't even know the thing that just loped off my digits even had a blade until it fell to the floor.

He's making a finger sized grease pot. It is, quiet literally, amazing. But also super boring because a man narrates is, uses tools from the 1880's. It's a trade off.

Here's some pics from the Great Murphy Invasion of 2011. They came for a long weekend while their parents fled the country with only vague promises of return.

Comic books, Nintendo DS  and Kid City. Kept them occupied for days.When it got to be too much, we took them to the woods to work on their "survival skills." The good thing is, there was a thatch hut and fire when we checked on them days later.

Add another cousin and you get a free coffee!

thhhhhhhhbbbbb

Cute chilling pics. Love Asher's Chuck Taylor's.

This is how we found him one night when we thought he was asleep. Nope, he's just sitting on a remote controlled bus playing with cars.

He was attacking me when I took this shot.

I love how it looks like Asher's taking a stretch break while working. We're teaching him Excel.

Charlie took these pics of me wrangling Ash.

Another Charlie pic. She got my good side.

Then she took her own.

Another fantastic Hey Look What We Found Asher Doing set. Like I said, I'd love to pick him up and swing him around but not sure if the boxes could handle it. Thankfully we have Rubbermade laundry baskets and they work just fine for that.

These are the deer that eat our plants. As you can see, they're eating our plants.

Charlie hiding.

Asher sleeping.

You know why I'm excited for Twilight Breaking Dawn Part One? Because it means soon, so blessedly soon, Part Two will be out and I'll never have to see anything about it ever again. Urg.

Hoe-La

From this weeks SNL. Sorry about the commercial but what are you gonna do in this day and age?

Watching Conan

We gots to carve some pumpkins!

Charlie wasn't the biggest fan of scooping the guts. I think she got a half a spoonful before assistance was asked for.

This is pretty much how her goop grabbing went. 

Asher wasn't much better. You can almost hear him thinking, "I'm not sticking my hand in that shit."

Anyone else do this? Roast pumpkin seeds? Anyone ever eat them?

Working on Asher's pumpkin. 

Sure NOW he sticks his hand in! Once again noticing our pretty bare walls. After the Lund Excursion our bare walls seem even barer.

A nice breakfast interlude.

Getting psyched up for Trick or Treating. You know, if you don't get your Halloween mojo going early the inevitable explosive sugar crash comes way too soon.

Getting dressed. Setting the scene. Getting into character. 

Dragon and Spider out to wreck the town. Dianna did the all the work on Charlie's costume, which for the first time ever was warm and weather appropriate.

We did our street first. Well, 3/4 of it since there were two trees across the road at one point. No way I'm walking around all that for a "Fun" size snickers.  Nothings fun about a snickers that takes less than two bites to eat.

Sluggo had to be rolled from house to house. It looks super lazy (which being my son he's pre-disposed too) but there was so much crap on the ground, and it's not the easiest to walk in fake dragon pants, there was no way we could have waited for him to do it himself.

Then we hit Shogun's street and did a couple loops around. The house that last year had a costume panda-headed scream punk band was way too quiet. You know, you come to expect something loud and ridiculous and then it's not and the silence is, in itself, way to loud and ridiculous? Anyway, we all told them how much we missed the crazy and said we hoped it'd be back next year. But, I guess, putting a bunch of marginally talented teens, in costume, on your front lawn with instruments isn't the best idea when there's melting snow and loose branches.

Shogun, once again, didn't dress up as anything for Halloween.

 

The inevitable explosive sugar crash.