Skilled in Pumpkin Carving

My hubby is skilled in many ways, but recently he has taken on a new challenge in the art of pumpkin carving. Although I would like to take credit for the cat one, he perfected it;) These are his creations:


Supposedly the Mickey Mouse one is for "Jr.", the goofy one is Josh's, and mine is the cat one. I have always been a big fan of Halloween (the fun, decorative parts- not the creepy, bloody parts) and so I insisted on celebrating Halloween a couple of days early rather than skip it because of Josh's odd schedule on the main night. While he went to work Saturday night, diligently outlining and then carving masterpieces, I attempted to make my mom's apple fritters.... It's true: nobody can cook it like mom can. They were OK, if you don't mind a super crispy outer shell and a doughy inside. We watched "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown" and then concluded that even though we could stay up 'til all hours continuing our party, something about being married makes it so we simply choose not to keep teenager hours anymore, despite there being no children to run our schedule...yet;)
By the way, has anyone else noticed fall in Utah lasts about a week tops? Yesterday we took a Sunday drive up Cedar Mountain to look at the colorful leaves only to find that they had already taken the plunge. Maybe next year.
Happy Halloween!

...there was no room for us in the inn.

This was me at 28 weeks. Large and growing.

And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Barack Obama, that all America should be taxed, and with such a tax should be so poor that the price of many goods, from market supplies to transportation, increased.
And Joshua also went up from Cedar City, to be taxed with Adell, his espoused wife, being somewhat great with child.
And so it was, that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered. Nevertheless, it was not the desire of Joshua nor Adell to bring forth their firstborn son and wrap him in swaddling clothes and lay him in a tiny pickup truck because there was no room for their meager student loan at the car dealerships.

Now this story may seem incomplete at this point. It is. This is due to the fact that for the last two days we have scoured every car dealership in Iron county and have come away from all of them feeling a bit more like Mary and Joseph (no sacreligiousness intended)-- that after checking out my large front and our dumpy truck, there is simply no room for selling to students. So far we have only been laughed out of each dealership (literally) when we tell them the extent of our small loan. Heck, two of the places didn't even bother to try and convince us of anything on the lot and just shook their heads in apparent sorrow at our circumstances. Apparently, with the economy being the way it is, used cars have drastically gone up in price since many cannot afford to buy new cars anymore. Three times we were referred to KSL. We will most likely end up buying a car from said website...if we can ever find the time to make it up to the SLC area. Hopefully it will happen before I bring forth our firstborn son.
If anyone reading this has a car in mind, please let us know;)
Along with car shopping, we have gone to some prenatal classes at the hospital. They were a bit helpful in easing the ball of tension that builds within me whenever I think of giving birth. However, we both gagged during the C-Section video and I nearly passed out at the sight of an epidural needle. If nothing else, the classes made this baby seem more of a reality for Josh, which is a really good thing, since he is very convinced he is still too much of a child at twenty-four to actually have one. Truth be told, I don't think either of us feel adequate, but ready or not, we will learn together.