tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76158724775087119592011-04-21T14:56:32.568-07:00Debbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06554196556582329070noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615872477508711959.post-44953537725795303822008-11-03T19:08:00.000-08:002008-11-03T22:43:56.764-08:00We made it through Halloween. Taryn made the most awesome costumes for Alex and Tanner.<br /><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Alex was Toph from Avatar.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faERmbQFRXE/SQ_u9e66goI/AAAAAAAAAGY/h-OOddKXkCc/s1600-h/alxcostum.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faERmbQFRXE/SQ_u9e66goI/AAAAAAAAAGY/h-OOddKXkCc/s400/alxcostum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264689229458997890" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Tanner was Link from the video game Zelda. </div></div><br /><div> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faERmbQFRXE/SQ_u8z_AidI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/g8pKWxZi55Q/s1600-h/tanercost.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faERmbQFRXE/SQ_u8z_AidI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/g8pKWxZi55Q/s400/tanercost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264689217933445586" border="0" /></a><div> </div>The kids trick-or-treated the down town and then we went to our annual trunk or treat at the church. Then we were all excited about going home and waiting for all the trick-or-treating that would happen at our house. We waited and exactly no one showed up. Tanner watched by the window. NOT even one person came to the house. I explained that the treaters like to go to where there are lots of houses with porch lights and pumpkins. Tanner then wanted to take the treats and go hunt down the trick-or-treaters and force them to take candy. Personally, I think that trick-or-treaters have a fiduciary responsibility to show up at your house to get the candy.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615872477508711959-4495353772579530382?l=debbiehoopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06554196556582329070noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615872477508711959.post-57623696802238889492008-10-26T14:19:00.000-07:002008-10-26T21:52:24.246-07:00<div>After much hounding from family and friends, it is time for the Toilet Bowl Memoirs maiden voyage.<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>I think I have had writers block since last year. That and I have spent a huge amount of time blog stalking. Which is one of my favorite hobbies. But now the time has come for me to come out of the closet and into the blogging world for real.<br /><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faERmbQFRXE/SQVG1Od8bKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jRBKO9HFPSo/s1600-h/kids+pumpkins.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faERmbQFRXE/SQVG1Od8bKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jRBKO9HFPSo/s400/kids+pumpkins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261689619882994850" border="0" /></a></div><div>Yesterday we decided to load up the kids and a couple of their friends and take them to the Haunted Union Hotel. I know that kids like to be scared. Sure they may whine, whimper and even cry, but deep down they really like it. So off we went. We ended up paying $70.00 and standing in line for an hour and a half. The kids were making fun of just how not scary this whole thing would be.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faERmbQFRXE/SQVG1hHhpmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pll6sesUvKM/s1600-h/carvin+pumpkins.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faERmbQFRXE/SQVG1hHhpmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pll6sesUvKM/s400/carvin+pumpkins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261689624889239138" border="0" /></a><br />Then the time came, Tanner and his friend Jeremy went with a couple of people in front of us, because the group could only be five max. Their sad little eyes said it all. Then Rex, Taryn and I started with Alex and her friend Hailey. Man oh man, Hailey was crying before we hit the second room, Alex just had me hold her and whimpered. There were at least two time during the whole event that we heard Tanner yelp from some dark part of the hotel. I think Tanner said it best, "We went in as boys, and came out as chickens."</div><div> </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faERmbQFRXE/SQVG1Tg-K9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/f8nqM9k5U8w/s1600-h/chicken+boy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faERmbQFRXE/SQVG1Tg-K9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/f8nqM9k5U8w/s400/chicken+boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261689621237869522" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Both kids slept with me last night. Scared yes, but I still think they loved it.</div><br /><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615872477508711959-5762369680223888949?l=debbiehoopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06554196556582329070noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615872477508711959.post-88214577831115775392008-01-14T23:04:00.000-08:002008-01-14T23:10:32.461-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_faERmbQFRXE/R4xcP_SfI0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/MsE2WZJRCT4/s1600-h/tanner+smaller.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_faERmbQFRXE/R4xcP_SfI0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/MsE2WZJRCT4/s320/tanner+smaller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155597103189140290" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_faERmbQFRXE/R4xb4_SfIzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ah9ew00SR90/s1600-h/DSC01726.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_faERmbQFRXE/R4xb4_SfIzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ah9ew00SR90/s320/DSC01726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155596708052149042" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615872477508711959-8821457783111577539?l=debbiehoopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06554196556582329070noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7615872477508711959.post-47502794985248044732008-01-13T22:33:00.001-08:002008-01-13T22:51:35.378-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_faERmbQFRXE/R4sGKfSfIyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zQoDs1GkFXM/s1600-h/DSC01757.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_faERmbQFRXE/R4sGKfSfIyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zQoDs1GkFXM/s320/DSC01757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155220975723160354" border="0" /></a><br />This is a wonderful work in progress. Peace out.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7615872477508711959-4750279498524804473?l=debbiehoopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06554196556582329070noreply@blogger.com4