Flashback

I've been out for a bit with household projects and glad to get a minute to check up on my blog world. Tiling, rearranging furniture, organizing closets, ahhhh, it's all taken hold of me. The lure of leaving town for a bit has put the fire in me to tidy up all those secret places, the back of the coat closet, the junk drawer, Chris' whole office--it's not really that secret being right next to the front door but has been an eye sore much too long. And I must confess, much of the mess is mine. I also had another 2 a.m. night last night staying up to work on a Christmas project for . . .Grammy! Who me? Yes, you. Couldn't be. Don't worry it is. Anyway, this post is much delayed but the computer was on the fritz during Halloween and I've been promising grandma's pictures for a month now so please indulge me. The best treat of the evening was a surprise visit by the one and only Daddy! Chris had been working out of town but made a special trip home to take the boys trick-or-treating and they were in heaven. Daddy and candy makes for one great time. Here's another picture. I'm pretty sure we ended up with more candy than we started with which was okay for a few days but unfortunately self-indulgent Emily knows how to get past the child lock on the pantry door. Self-control Emily is not happy about this and several weeks ago threw out all remaining Halloween candy. That was all well and good until self-indulgent Emily showed up again. The kids were in bed and she was ready to sit down and watch herself a little Entertainment Tonight with a piece 'o chocolate. When none was to be had she started to get a bit disgusted with self-control Emily. Fortunately, resourceful Emily had saved some of the candy for her Young Women's class and self-indulgent Emily remembered where it was. Mmmmmmmm. Chocolate. All is right with the world. At least until I go to bed, think about my day, and self-control Emily reemerges, determined to maintain the command post a bit longer tomorrow, to keep self-indulgent Emily at bay. Self-control Emily is very confident in her bed at night planning for the next day's events. Alas, by about 11:00 a.m. when hunger starts knocking and tiredness begins to set it, it is all to easy for self-indulgent Emily to bump self-control Emily to the passenger seat and drive this van wherever she pleases. And it's most likely Wendy's.