A whole heap of good came my way. Can I please put some good back out there for someone else?

You know how the other day I was all whine, whine whine, my job doesn't want to hang with me, new bosses, sob, boohoo, why does everyone hate me so much? And in my mind I threw in a side of, "You don't even know me! Or understand me! I'm complex and maybe you're all a-holes". It wasn't directed at you (I would never, ever call you that), it was probably directed at my parents when I was 16 and my peers from the same period, but it is still hanging around inside of me, dressed in black and rolling it's eyes... a lot!

Anyway, so I did that, I whined, I felt better. I put my angst out there for the Universe to have its way with it, and it did and then something weird happened.

The very next day I was promoted. Like that. Like my boss went to lunch and came back and was all, "Can I see you in my office for a minute?" and then I was all, "Whut? Huh, so soon?"

So there you go.

I'm insanely, and I do mean INSANELY, busy in this transition stage of my working life that is going to be performed in steps until I return from a long holiday break and start a whole new era on January 4th. In the meantime, it's really comforting and reassuring to know that there are people out there, people who have worked with me for three and a half years and have this sense that I can be successful in more than I am now. And that I can be more than I have been.

And here is where I want to give those good vibes back if anyone at all is interested.

I'm thinking of a giveaway.

A giveaway of something I've made with my own two hands, because right now, I actually feel like someone might actually appreciate something that I am able to create.

I really, rarely feel like that.

So tell me? Would you be interested in one of my knitted goods?

Halloween is over and now I have to ask myself, do I feel lucky? Well, do I, punk?

I have had pictures and things sitting here ready to post for almost a week and I've just been so insane with work and the oh my gah, will I have a job in a monthness of it all. Because I don't know if you are aware, but having a job is pretty darn important.

If it says anything at all about my state of mind, I just downed two of the small funsize KitKat's while writing that run on sentence and I don't even remember the taste of them or how I broke off all four pieces and didn't even notice myself cramming and chewing them. Evidently, I shoved them in my mouth and performed acts of poor grammar with nary a wink of my eye. Which actually twitches more than winks these days, because did you hear? I've been wondering if I have a job!

As it turns out, I probably have a job, I mean, that's what I was told and the probablyness of that is what is killing me. So please excuse my tardiness around here, my twitching, the swollen lower lip I have which is an evident allergic reaction to life, and all of my "AH, JOB! NOW!".

To make it up to you, I thought I might share my favorite shots from this Halloween weekend. The weekend that found me Christmas shopping at the end of it because, again, Christmas is coming up and I've been unsure if I HAVE A JOB!

This is my insanely beautiful family that I can just go ahead and brag about because, look at them, they really are pretty:




I'm mostly positive that all of you have things to be proud of, and I hope you know what those are and wave your pride around like a flag. Because this me, waving my pride around and it's because I made these! I made them, can you believe it?




And, he wore that suit the entire day, every where we went. Even to Wal-mart, which made us the coolest people in Wal-mart (please, just marvel with me).

At the end of his day as Batman, Ian owned trick or treating. He's pretty much a professional now and the best trick or treater you could ever meet. Ever.




He learned it all from another who actually has a PhD in trick or treating. She's very accomplished in this area, complete with a "team trick or treating" on her resume:



And finally? When we were at Wal-mart, they had a huge bag of candy corn and pumpkins by the register and I eyed it until Jason threw it in the cart. And I said, "No, really, I don't need all of that." but I kept looking at it like I really, really wanted it. Mostly because I did and he saw that and ignored me, even though he despises those little kernels of sweet goodness.

When we got home, I realized I didn't have a candy dish big enough for all of it, because, seriously, no one needs a candy dish THAT big. Pretty much, just me. So I improvised and it turned out awesome. And delicious. It turned out delicious and awesome, even with Jason singing "I don't like Candy Corn" at me all weekend long.