Halloween 2014

In keeping with our yearly Halloween tradition of being adorable, Tyson and I wore our fourth coordinating couples costume. This year, I was the Evil Queen from Snow White while Tyson was a poisoned apple.

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Tyson’s wearing a pillow for appleing effect, and I’m wearing more make-up than I have in my entire life. It’s official, every Holiday is exponentially better when married.

 

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October

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Tyson and I went to the Church History Museum in Salt Lake before it closed, and I thanked my lucky stars I found someone who can geek out about church history with me *heart eyes emoji*.

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That same night, the Aggies beat the Cougars while we were at In N Out, so Tyson was happy as could be.

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The next two days were filled with spiritual renewal as we listened to General Conference.

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I was on my way to Institute and was turning to go up to campus (so close!) when I saw red and blue lights flashing behind me. I pulled over by some trash cans and started panicking. My hands shook as I struggled to find my license and registration. After the policeman lectured me on only having an expired proof of insurance card on me, he sent me on my anxious way without a ticket and drove off. Is it my California plates, or am I just a really terrible driver?

All that is left of October is a few bags of discounted Halloween candy and a sad pumpkin I painted to use as a centerpiece, so I declare October officially closed.

Pumpkin Walking

The Pumpkin Walk is a North Logan tradition that we’d somehow missed every year.

It was a cold and cloudy Friday night. We had watched at least five episodes of The Office on Netflix , and I’d taken a twenty minute nap. We had nothing to lose, so we decided we’d give the Pumpkin walk a try.

The Pumpkin Walk had offered free parking in their twenty minute radio commercial (yes, we still listen to the radio) at an elementary school nearby. The parking situation was frightful. It was car anarchy as far as the eye could see. Even the bus drop-off zone was six mini vans deep. We lucked out and stalked a family who was walking back to their car and were soon on our way to the Pumpkin Walk in a bus full of pumpkin walkers.

When we got off the bus, the disorganization was even scarier than the parking situation. High schoolers in fluorescent vests were leading people, but nobody listens to teenagers wearing neon.  We found ourselves in line in front of some people who were then suddenly in front of us while the faint smell of rotting pumpkin permeated the cold night air. Babies cried as the lines grew longer and longer. By the time it was our turn to go in, those pumpkins wouldn’t have impressed me even if they sang and danced. They didn’t.

Now, pictures!
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Lucky for me, Tyson makes everything fun, but I think we can go back to missing the Pumpkin Walk now : )