Spooktacular Party

Oh you know it, you are looking at this year's first prize costumes for the Smith's 8th Annual Spooktacular Party. We came as the 'Phantom Couple.' I thought there were many costumes that were way better, but I won't ever turn down an award. I was not able, however, to give my acceptance speech so, first, I'd like to thank....my husband, for always being willing to humiliate himself with me. Second, my mom, for letting me drag her all over town trying to find a couple's costume that was appropiate ;-). Third, to Kelley, for even allowing us the opportunity to have a great time, dance, eat way too much, and providing an entertaining date night. (Sniff, sniff)

The beautiful host herself. I wish you could see more of her outfit...she looked fabulous!

Madame Zoloft gave me a reading. Apparantly, I am going to be a carnie and kill thousands of children from a missing screw on the Tilt-O-Wheel.

We had to put up with their endless bickering all night.
The 'Phantom' and 'Phil' gave confessions.

We 'thought' we knew our home teacher well. Seems there is a Word of Wisdom issue.

Friends....

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I don't think he'll be eating a powdered donut for a REALLY long time.

Kelley is so inspirational in everything she does; from her artwork to decorating. I had to get pictures of her house. Many of the decorations she created herself.

Hometown Homies

There are plenty of things I can complain about growing up in a smaller town, but one thing I have absolutely loved is that I grew up with the best of friends. It's probably no surprise that I hung out with the boys more. I preferred playing rough and tough rather than getting my nails done. No other girl was into cars, jet skiing, or racing. But it was the boys who taught me which cars were pieces of crap, how to regain control from a spin on gravel or snow, and how to drive a stick. They fueled my competitive spirit. And they have been my continual cheerleaders.

We have been friends for over 20 years. We have seen each other triumph, fall, and go through trials that were hard to bear. They hold of some of my biggest, darkest secrets ;) and vice versa, but yet feel completely safe in knowing they are locked in the vault. I often wonder how I would have done it without them. And one of the great joys for me in life, is that we continue to make time for one another even if thousands of miles separate us. I am so thankful for their friendship and continual blunt honesty. They have helped me become a better wife, mom, and friend and I am positive they have no idea how great they really are. So Ryan and Chris, here's to 20 more.