Post Halloween and some Holiday Rumbles

Adult holidays aren't nearly as fun as I remember my childhood holidays. My mom did an amazing job of getting the house overwhelmingly decorated with Halloween items. Back in the day McDonald's used to place the items of a Happy Meal in these little plastic buckets that were witches or pumpkins, and my personal favorite, the glow-in-the-dark ghostie! Mom worked hard and made holidays memorable. However, as a single and often overworked chicka, decorating is not on the top of my priority list. One night on my own I did make the effort to get my small collection of cute out and around my apartment. But honestly as time comes to put it away, I am sincerely saddened by the lack of time and attention available in mine and other's personal lives. Decorating shouldn't be a chore. Nesting and creating an atmosphere of celebration for the holiday, any holiday, needs to be more of a priority. It forces us to clean and organize our regular space. And the nostalgia of pulling the same items out for the next few years makes me excited for the future.

After another misguided attempt to maintain an online presence, this poor blog got left in the dust. At first I wasn't sure if it was all my fault. The pressure to maintain a blog, as a woman particularly, is to cook, craft, be a total tool master, all while wearing a polka-dot apron that YES! I made myself. There was a fizzle of enthusiasm as I realized that my first and only previous to this post on the blog was indeed a crafting/sewing type post. Had I damned my one and only online profile to be a DIY blog?! Apparently there was shame associated with that as I haven't crafted like that or written here since. It's time to break open the can of worms and bring all hurt parties back to the starting ground and move upward.
It's fall after all, so may as well start... Baking. I KID!
Actually I have been uncomfortably busy for my liking and haven't had guilt free time recently to enjoy or divulge into the crafting world. But that's not to say I haven't been allowing my creative juices to go without airing. Recently Utah opened its first ever Lego store and not more than a few miles from my house. Hew was sweet enough to go with me and even had the wherewithal to let go of me when I started to skip into the store. We bought a Hero Factory creature named Dragon Bolt. That night we made a blanket fort on the floor, listened to music, and played Lego. Not too shabby for a Wednesday.