…to Halloween. 

I’m not sure how it happened, but I was nominated to put together some sort of neighborhood get together for Halloween.  I turned it into a wear your costume/bring a pumpkin, drink some hot cider and hang out thing.  It wasn’t too well attended, but those who came enjoyed themselves.  We don’t have a large kid population in our community, but it’s always nice to do something for the. 

It happened to be a beautiful sunny day, and we ended up doing a few good pumpkins. 

Driving down Shore Drive, taking a right onto Great Neck, looking to my right and I see some woman taking a shit right on the sidewalk…. in broad daylight, at 1:30 in the afternoon, on a Saturday…what the hell?  This is a very, very busy area.

…like Vegas!

We’re going to Vegas for my birthday!

We’d been talking about it for a few weeks, but the other day I came home from work, and Adam was on the phone with my Mom firming up plans and making certain that she was ready for a week of Ethan. 

I’m so excited.  We’re leaving on the 7th, and will be there through the 10th. 

I’m hoping we get to see the newest show, Love.  And I’m hoping we’re lucky!  A birthday girl deserves to win big, right?

My friend, Misty, is a HUGE, HUGE Kevin Federline fan.  The other day she called me to let me know he was coming to the Norva on November 12th.  Since she’s such a big fan, and since I’m such a good friend, I have agreed to attend the show with her. 

Don’t you think it will be just tons of fun?

I killed Noodle! Last night Adam came to me, and asked me if I had cleaned Noodle’s bowl the day before. I said yes, and he asked if I put the drops in. I knew immediately where he was going with it. I forgot the drops. I forgot the freakin’ chlorine remover drops! All the times I’ve cleaned that poor fish’s bowl, and I finally forgot the drops. Who would have thought?!? So, I immediately jet out the door to get a replacement Noodle. I just didn’t have the heart to explain what I’d done, and I figured I could sneak the new guy in on the slide. I go to the pet store, and ask for the biggest blue and red betta they had, and I got Noodle Junior. He’s not even close to the original Noodle’s size. Heck, we had Noodle for over a year, and he was the biggest, most beautiful betta EVER.

I feel like such a loser.

I’ve got a story all lined up if Ethan notices that Noodle looks a little small. I’m telling him that I’ve noticed Noodle doing a lot of exercising lately, and he’s dropped a few fins.

Nothing like going to a family oriented festival, and having this nutcase in your face.  He was standing with this stupid sign for hours….HOURS.  The other side sent an equally important message.

Since I’ve recently posted pics of the other two, I thought I should share a picture of my only daughter, Cristin.  She and her boyfriend rented a cabin in the mountains this weekend.  They visited the caverns and obviously had someone take a picture of them. 

I like that my middle child is also an only.  The baby and the big one are both boys.

It’s not a trip to the boardwalk unless Ethan gets to ride the Ferris Wheel.  Yesterday we spent the afternoon at the Neptune Festival.  We gorged on unhealthy food – barbeque sundaes, ribbon fries, steak in a sack, lemonade, italian ice.  We people watched, dog watched, and walked for hours.

The sky was solid blue, the breeze was clean and salty, and the place was packed.  A great day to say goodbye to to the season.