Best Halloween Ever

For those of you who just want a little glimpse
at our fantabulous weekend, here is the summary
of events:

1. Caramel Apples
2. Carving Pumpkins
3. The Drowsy Chaperone
4. Lagoon's Frightmare

Fun Yay!

And now for the long-winded awesome version:

1.Caramel Apples.

First attempt at making soft chewy caramel apples= disaster.
Fun disaster.
It was so messy and caramel became so hard that
our teeth were afraid of becoming dust.
Yum it was good.


Garr was so excited to have sugar. You can't beat that face.



2.Carving Pumpkins.

Garrett did the guy with dreadlocks-It looked way awesome in real life-I just couldn't capture the essence of it- you will just have to take my word for it.

Jay did the man fishing on the moon -he totally made
up his pattern- very impressive eh?

And I did the lovely eyes with the lips and curls- I know it's
a bit girlie.



Don't worry, next year my pumpkin will scare you
so bad you will beg for girlie.



3.The Drowsy Chaperone!



This is one of those broadway plays you probably haven't heard of.

It's different than other musicals you have probably seen.
It was AMAZING.
I even cried (big surprise)because the one of the actors was
so convincing in his melancholy.
And not one soul didn't have tears from laughing so hard.

I wish we could go to one every month!

4.Frightmare at Lagoon.

Jay got some free tickets from his work and we debated
using them on saturday because the the rainy weather.
I told Jay to decide and the crazy man whipped me off
to Ogden.



I didn't bring my good camera inside but I wish I would have.
Everyone was dressed up and there were those painted
boards where you stick your head in and become the
character on the board. What are those things called?
(There is Jay in one of them above.)

We hit the haunted houses and the haunted roller coaster
rides. Of course we went on Wicked and the Colossous which
we figured out makes us old people a little woozy.

So we took a break and ended the night at the hypnotist show.

It was hilarious- one guy jumped off the stage and landed smack on his belly. He was told that we was a gibberish rap star and was performing for us when he tried to stage dive...yah, there was nobody there to catch him. It was pretty funny (he was okay guys- I wouldn't have said it was so funny if he had gotten hurt).



Awesome Halloween.

Crappy day

I don't know why but I woke up and felt good.
I felt really really good. I even thought to myself
what a marvelous day it was going to be.

I even cranked up the tunes and danced my
heart out before I went to work. I felt so good.

Everyone was nice, the day was beautiful.

Then....nothing. Nothing even happened.
I just feel really crappy.

Why does that happen?

Park City

Finally a weekend AWAY!


Jay and I were invited to go with my family up to Park City for the weekend and we got to stay in this cute roomy condominium.


It was amazingly beautiful and well equipped to fit your every need and want.
The upstairs portion even had a private hot tub which we enjoyed until the wee hours of the night.



We went window shopping on Main, there are so many places to find beautiful and unique art. You need quite a few greens to even think about owning any of them. It was very cool to see though.

I finally got to try some pistachio flavored gelato, which lived up to everything I've ever heard of gelato: amazingly delish.

After shopping at the less expensive outlet stores we played this new game we just discovered called Word on The Street (fun game) and watched Rear Window and Sixth Sense and got no sleep at all.

It was a fun little vaca!

Fall

I love fall because:

1. It's hot chocolate time again.
I could stop right there...

2. There are clouds in the sky!

3. Pumpkins.

4. Getting close with my long lost
friend sweater and jacket again.

5. Cuddling to stay warm.

6. Using the oven and not worrying
that it's going to make the house
too hot.

7. It reminds me when I first
started falling for Jay.

8. Walks in the afternoon.

9. Vibrant hues in the changing
leaves.

10. Energy that seems to be filling
the air all around me.

I LOVE IT!!!!

I just Died.

Well, technically my car did.
And if you are thinking "Oh poor Aubrey, she loved her
car so much that when it died, she died."

HA! I laugh at you for thinking that. Or with you. HA ha!




I mean, I was attached to my 1990 Honda Accord.
I mean I guess I was...in a way. The way anyone would be
attached to some old, rusty and temperamental thing that
got you where you needed to go... most of the time.

But that is not why I died.


I died because of

This:





And check out the backside.




I'm going to die. Oh yeah, I told you I already died huh?
Well I lied a little.
I am still breathing, but really fast and there's drool involved.

I'm freaking out.

A New Hair Story

I have been terrified to cut Jay's hair.
He says he never wants to pay for
another hair cut and I say I am too
scared. So we just let it grow and grow.
I am pretty sure he has only cut it once
since we were married.

Jay's hair was getting a little out of hand.
Sometimes it looked good:


Other times...well....


Yeah....

So after knowing nothing could be worse than
my previous post I took a leap of faith.
snip
snip
snip
and viola:
A dashing prince!



Dashing, sexy, same thing.

Every girl's worst ever nightmare

In case you didn't know I am a bargain shopper now.
I needed some new round brushes to help my hair
have that va va voom and body that we as women love.
So naturally I decided I would get some nice cheap round-
brushes from the dollar store...yes...the dollar store...
And If you read the title of this blog and are a somewhat
intelligent person, which I am assuming you are, you will
have guessed by now what the ending to this story will be.

All I can say is that I bawled.


I didn't know cutting your hair could be so painful


You may be asking, "Why? Why didn't you try harder? Were you
that impatient that you couldn't just take each strand one by
one and get it undone?"

Well I am here to tell you I tugged and pulled. I had Jay hold the
roots of my hair while I pulled. I grabbed the peanut butter (it
works for gum, it might have made it slippery). I considered
calling my new boss on the second day of work and telling them
"I can't make it in today because I got a brush stuck in my hair
and I have to get it out."

I tried the singling out one strand at a time and slowly start to ease
it out but it was too late. It was too tangled and it broke. I knew what
must be done and I found the scissors and took one snip. It was too
much. I fell on the floor in agony. (Really I know you must be in
tears by now from this detailed description-be strong.)



For the brave here are the pictures (if you are in tears I would suggest
giving yourself five minutes before looking):











Just five years to get it all the same length again. I will be 27 by then.

Now I can't end on that note:
Here are the positives:
1. I still have some hair left.
2. Because my hair is thick I can part it on the other side and camouflage it...
for the most part.
3. I have a hilarious story to make anyone laugh at any given moment.

So now you know everything.

Moral of the story:
Dollar store is great...just not for your hair.