Halloweenies!

I just have to post pictures of the kittens' Halloween costumes because they are without a doubt the raddest kids ever. They went "Trunk or Treating" with family the Sunday before Halloween, and Meghan and her boyfriend Nick took the littles out on the big day. I incessantly texted Meghan for the sartorial details, as well as "Did you take pictures?! Did you bring your camera?! You took pictures right?!" I mean, what kind of adult influence am I if I don't encourage them to put a lot of thought and pride their Candy Beggar Wear?

Sadie, breaking my heart as a Zombie Cowgirl. I would also have accepted Zombie Zooey Deschanel.

Emmy, a pink skeleton. Simple and chic, that's my girl. (And it totally reminded me of this! :))

Richard, fulfilling Miss Kylie's hopes and dreams. (Apparently he had glowing eyes, as well!)

Meghan, the Fallen Angel. I hope she puts as much thought in her college applications. ;P

Nick and Richard making me SO PROUD.

(photos via Meghan, because she's a good, good girl)

Family Party!

We had the kittens this weekend, and we decided to have a Family Party on Saturday night. And by "Family Party," I also mean, "Fuck, I'm so exhausted, and it's my day off, so let's hope no one notices me sleeping during Wall-E!" But Daddy-man made a kick-ass fort for watching movies (those are hockey-sticks underneath there!), and we made homemade gingerbread cookies from scratch. Nom nom! 

The last time I tried to make gingerbread cookies, I got so lazy and cranky half-way through the recipe and ended up throwing out all the dough because ughhhhhh being cute and domestic is harrrd! But! Having four darling, eager beaver helpers really encourages you to get your shit together and try your damnedest---boy, I could see the difference! The kittens decorated some and ate plenty more. Basically, if the unicorn and dinosaur cookie cutters don't get passed down as cherished family heirlooms, then what the hell is the point in all of this?

Tonya + Stephen

Tonya and Stephen got married in August, and fuck, it was disgustingly adorable. Tonya and Stephen would whistle to find each other around the venue (!), their party favors were used books (I may have snagged, like, 10), and just wait till you see that wedding topper! I had the pleasure of hanging out with Hanna throughout the festivities, and she even let me put the flowers on the cake! (I still amuse myself with my florist skills.)

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR.

I mean, really.

 A Lego bride and Lego Thor. THOR.

Ugh, shut up.

The Haynes family. 

Cousins! 

They are just the coolest. And I'm related to them! Suckers. :)

opening bout '12

"You know, brie in an ultimate steak burger sounds pretty genius..."

 

 How do I zoom/sharpen this picture?!

Last Sunday, Richard's roller derby team had a mash-up bout for their season opener. The All-American Weiners vs. Bulk America! The girls headlined (as always!), and it was the first time I used my fancy new camera in a sports setting. Phew! Needless to say, the shots I manage to grab weren't as bad-ass and crisp as I envisioned (thanks, Constantly Changing Lighting!), but you gotta start somewhere, right?!

However, I did manage to take this shot, which is easily one of my favorite things ever.

First post... Halloween!

This past weekend was the Halloween Party Weekend, of course! I was a Flapper Honeybee, and Richard was a Fucking Dainty Flower, Dammit.

We stopped by to see Patsy, Jimmy, and the Hubbels before heading out.

We went to a friend's, which was fully stocked with beer, scotch, snackies, and silliness.

And then a couple of nuns, "Halle" and "Luah," invited us to the gay Halloqueen party across the street. 

(You don't have to tell me twice!) 

Which turned out to be a surprise birthgay party for Robin! Look at how adorable he is!

Halloween Lessons:

1. "Like Kylie Minogue?" (in response to introducing myself) is one of my favorite questions. 

2. I will never stop thinking about kick-ass couples' Halloween costumes.

3. Maturing as a woman means wanting to dress up as Peggy Bundy instead of Kelly Bundy. 

4. Homosexual puns are too good not to make.

For as grumpy and cynical I can be about the actual festivities ("I work retail!" is REALLY GOOD EXCUSE, GUYS), I just love how fall is a clusterfuck of warmth, spice, wide-eyes and bushy tails. Being tired can be a joyful feeling. Mainly in retrospect.