31 10 08 - 23:44

Tis Halloween

I'm sitting here on Halloween night waiting for the trick or treaters to trickle into my door.  Man, this isn't anything like Enterprise, which is a hamlet of about 300 people set in farm country where the next nearest hamlet is about five miles away, so the parents from miles around drove their kids into the two blocks that surrounded our house and we saw maybe 130 in a night.  Other houses on the main road a block away got more like 200.  Just at this moment, I'm up to 12.  Oh, and an impressive pile of wrappers next to my computer desk.

In Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, intelligence is defined as being able to hold two mutually contradictory ideas in one's mind at the same time.  Well, Halloween is my favourite holiday of the year.  And Halloween is the worst holiday of the year.  (Do I qualify for Mensa?)

It's my favourite holiday because it's the one day a year adults are allowed to dress up and behave like children.  (Medieval events don't ... (more)


16 10 08 - 14:22

All By Myself

My hubby left at 6:30 am Monday morning to catch a flight to Banff.  He emailed me to say that driving from Calgary into the mountains is just as spectacular by the light of the full moon as it is by daylight.  Last I talked to him, despite early protestations that he was going to be spending all his time locked away indoors in boring conference sessions, he was on his way to climb a mountain.  I think he's having fun.

Meanwhile back at the homestead, the kids and I are toughing it out without him.  I know that the cliche is that when Mom goes away, Dad and the kids live in squalor for the week, with piles of pizza boxes competing with school papers for space on the table.  Not so much in my house.  In this partnership, he's the neat freak and the listmaker and the morning person.  I'm the creative project person who leaves little piles of stuff behind me, and I also specialize in the, ahem, creative use of time. ... (more)