Happy halloween!

This year we had a ball! I don’t have much time- but I’ll try to give you an idea of this year’s trunk-or-treat.

Costume Roll!

Daddy: unplanned Punk Rocker

Me (Brenna) : Mad Scientist - not Einstein (he’s my cousin, Hee hee)

Jonah: gypsy

Logan: Ghost

Ian: spiderman

Hunter: “Hoween duk”

Cheers!

Hi, cyberspace!  Yes, I did not vaporize into a shapeless cloud of steam in a puff of smoke. We– er– forgot that this site even existed for……erm…. Well, let’s say a looooong while. I actually thought that this site was the thing that vaporized.  Well, now that we’ve worked out that I now exist (well in the cyber world again) , we’ll get to the post.

we canned peaches a short while ago, and I am here to make a document of this important event before we forget.

Here goes!

This is the perfect peach. Let’s call it….  Mr. Perfect P.

Here he is, no holes, bruises, or bad spots, all ready to go  on a journey of a lifetime.

First, Mr. Perfect, a lovely hot tub at to your favorite temp (boiling).Next, a dip with some other peaches  in a ice-cold public pool.(That’s Mr.Perfect there, at the top.)

Then, a soothing massage by our best artists in the art of massages.Oh no! your skin came off?You need a shot to (hopefully) fix the problem with your epidermis.-wait a sec, why are you using a knife?

oh well. Into the can you go, Mr.Perfect, sir!

Here with other hurt peaches, you will experience a new high-tec healing operation with a new healing syrup.

Now we seal on the lid for germ protection,

And steam, to activate the syrup.

There! Now wait for years until someone opens the can and lets you out.

Farewell for now, Mr Perfect Peach!

END.

what? What did you expect? an elaborite ending?

My Dad woke us up really early last Friday- I didn’t know what to think. ”Where are we going?”  I asked him.  He said ‘’skiing.”

So we ate breakfast, and got in the car and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove.  when we finally got there we had to park all the way in the back and walk (with our skis) to the ski place.  We took (what I think was the longest ski lift ever)up the mountain and then the mountain was so steep we had to zigzag down the mountain but I crashed a million times! Jonah did too. then we found out  that the kids’ park  was across the street. So we went there and skied and skied and skied and skied and skied.It might not have sounded fun (oops) but it was awsome