My clothes only come off upstairs and there ain't much furniture up there! Sorry, I am a little crazed.

Tiny Vaders are always cute.

I did, sara! We are so excited!

I'm going down with some teammates though and we're only staying Saturday.

Aww. I'm gone that weekend.

Just wanted to make sure I hadn't typo'd something. Been doing that a lot lately.

trunk and treat

What is that?

My mom took my sister and I out to dinner. Got more exposure to how entitled my has-never-moved-away-or-paid-her-own-bills sister is so I had to bite my tongue. But it was nice spending time with my mom. And good to get some fried chicken that didn't come from a fast food place (I made myself eat some greens to sorta compensate).

I showed my mom several gorgeous color pics from Rosalind Creasy's Edible Landscaping book so she can see that edible gardening does NOT have to be ugly. She agrees that those pictures, at least, were not of ugly gardens.

Forced myself to be productive and now I'll take a bath and go to bed early and then I'll make myself get up at 6:30 am again tomorrow. New schedule, dammit.

Really interesting article on the evolution of the hipster: [link] It's pretty thoughtful on how the culture came about. But man, this passage is such a burn:

One could say, exaggerating only slightly, that the hipster moment did not produce artists, but tattoo artists, who gained an entire generation’s arms, sternums, napes, ankles, and lower backs as their canvas. It did not produce photographers, but snapshot and party photographers: Last Night’s Party, Terry Richardson, the Cobra Snake. It did not produce painters, but graphic designers. It did not yield a great literature, but it made good use of fonts. And hipsterism did not make an avant-garde; it made communities of early adopters.

muffins in the oven. subbed half the flour for whole wheat flour, subbed honey for half the sugar and then just cut half the oil.

trunk or treat is where people set up games and treat stations in the trunks of their cars in a parking lot, often times at churches. Considered a safer way to trick or treat and in a community of people that the kids already know.

Huh. I never knew that. Of course, it's damned sad that there's a need or that people feel there's a need to do that. I sure hope we extend that feeling of safety and community to more neighborhoods again. I have fond memories of being invited in for cider and for bobbing with apples and I know even in this safe small town that people probably can't even offer that anymore for fear of someone looking at them suspiciously.

We still trick or treat in the neighborhood. I'd have a hard time not feeling safe here, many of the neighbors are the same people whose doors I knocked when I was a kid.