Hallo-Weekend! ~Sunday~

Yesterday started out just like every other Sunday. Get up,  rush Pixie to get dressed and fed, get myself ready, hope that Scott will get off work in time to rush home and get himself ready. We went to church, had a nice Sacrament Meeting, then we decided to leave early so Scott could spend time with his little brothers, who were in town. He said he was really missing them. Since I didn't have any assigned duties this week in Primary, and we both might end up with Pixie since she refused even the idea of Nursery for a second week in a row, I made sure all the Primary teachers were there and everything was in order, then we left. 

We stopped by home to grab a few things and I realized I forgot to gate Perrin in the kitchen. I was in a hurry and hadn't zipped back up my under-the-bed-shoe-box, he pulled out a sandal and ripped it to shreds. Thankfully it was one I didn't like wearing, but it was an odd thing for him to do. And he should be growing out of this at 2 years old, right!?

We cleaned that up and took time to open the coveted Halloween box from Maridee and Dennis. Here are some cute videos of that. We made the mistake of not securing the box and only leaving it on a chair, then we headed out to visit Scott's brothers. After all, we had the whole day since Scott got work off!

This is Pixie opening things. She thought I was just taking a picture.

This video is after we opened the box and Pixie was testing the goods.

We brought his brothers back home with us so they could play, while Pixie took a nap and I baked some pretzel fingers. We walked in the door and saw that Nova got into our Halloween box, pulled out a dark chocolate bar, opened it, and ate the entire 6.8oz of it. Dumb dog. Last time I tried to make her throw up and she didn't, but was fine, so I didn't do anything. Just kept an eye on her hoping that she would throw up. If she died, it would be her own stupid fault!

I was really tired, so during one of the many processes of the pretzels, I tried to take a short nap. I kept being awakened by the loud boy noise. Then the phone rang. It was a Primary issue that wasn't dealt with the right way and I had to make another call to right it. Communication and appreciation is key when dealing with the wonderful people who accept Primary and Nursery callings! While dealing with that, I ruined some pretzels and Nova threw up. Scott cleaned that up, thankfully. 

Pixie woke up and Scott left to take his brothers home. I was on the phone not 5 minutes after they left, when Pixie (who was playing under a blanket again) fell off of the couch. I went over to help her, still while on the phone, when I heard dog heaving. "Nova just threw up again, twice. I have to go". I put the dogs outside when the neighbors came home and Perrin went all Cujo (no, I haven't seen it, but it sounded accurate to the sound I heard from outside) on them. I had to go yell him inside. I cleaned up most of the barf and got out my new carpet cleaner (an early Christmas present to myself that seems to already have paid for itself in how much it's saved me), when I hear "I have to go potty". In fact, the potty was already done...on the couch. I helped her finish in the bathroom, when Scott called and heard my plight. He quickly and sweetly informed me that he would be home in a few minutes.

Scott came home, we finished the pretzels, and I halfheartedly went to get dressed up in my "blonde bombshell actress from the golden age" costume. I had been really excited about it. I had bought false eyelashes from the cosmetics aisle and proceeded to try and put them on. I've done it before, but this glue was all crumbly and not sticky at all. Since it was vital to my costume, I was in a bad mood anyway, and it was Sunday so I couldn't buy more glue, I had to forgo dressing up. It was sad.

So we just dressed Pixie up in her costume for the third time (she was sick of it by now and would only wear the skirt) and went to dinner at Scott's mother's house. 

Micah and Stephen were there with their little girl, wearing the cutest little ladybug costume I've ever seen! She's such a good baby. I want the next one I have to be like her! (And no, that's not an announcement. You'll have to probably wait at least another year before that!)

We decided to skip trick-or-treating. We were tired, didn't have a lot of time left in the day, and had enough candy. We headed over to Becca's house, enjoyed our ghoulish treats, and played the best two rounds of the story game I've ever played. It was hilarious. Pixie had a blast playing with her cousins and their cousin, that we didn't see her for quite a while. We went home, put Pixie in bed, Scott went to sleep at 9:45, and I stayed up and watched a show online in bed before going to sleep.

Now that I spent the morning lazing about posting on my blog, today's agenda is to get the house back in order, let Pixie polish off tons of candy, get back to the gym (I joined one two weeks ago!), and start a strict diet until Thanksgiving!