Halloween is coming...hahahaha!

Tuesday is Halloween! Mason is getting excited about being Yoda and about his party at school. In preparation, he was practicing being scary with the traditional vampire teeth! EEEEK!

Ah...Fall!

It's the best time of the year to be outside. There is a chill in the air and Halloween is just around the corner! Mason is finally big enough to reach the peddles of his tricycle, but his legs aren't strong enough to push himself yet. We will keep working! Who needs a posed picture when you have such a genuine smile!

The new baby...

It's official! We have a new addition to our family. Although it was sad to see the Grand Prix go, she was on her last leg (or tire). She served us well, but it was time
for an upgrade. Sadly, we found out that she isn't worth much to a dealership with 235,000 miles. Weird, I know! Brian has some prospects of selling her to the guys at work for close to Bluebook value, though.

Brian did his research and for his profession, a truck was more sensible than another car. Weeks and weeks went by and I heard about nothing but what kind of truck he wanted and what we were willing to pay. I'm glad I married such a smart shopper! In the end, Brian found this silver beauty at Stone Mountain Ford (about an hour's drive from our house in Norcross). Amazingly, you can really get something this big at an affordable price! Now if only gas prices would keep going down, we would be set! Mason really enjoys riding in daddy's new truck! He was disappointed when I strapped him into the Grand Prix for the ride home. Hopefully she will be out of our driveway by the end of the weekend. Wish us luck!

Strange, but true!

I have a friend that lives in Dallas, and he and I must be living the same parallel life! I was taking a look at his blog this afternoon, and up came this drawing of a guy that looks just like my next door neighbor! The only difference between Ben's "that guy" and my neighbor is the size of his beer gut and that my "that guy" doesn't ride a bike (obviously because his gut is so much bigger) – he waxes his 1980-something bright orange Porsche every other day without a shirt on. Ew! Thanks Ben! How about a rendition of my "that guy" next to your "that guy"?