For those of you who have read my zombie book Diary of Sarah McClure: Zombie Chronicles, it might interest you to know that the real life inspiration for the Lance character (also named Lance) has just become a father for the first time. Congratulations Lance! Chalk another one up for the good guys.
I just finished tonight’s episode of The Walking Dead.
*SPOILERS* OMG…OMG…OMG…this episode of The Walking Dead was INSANE. I spent most of the time jumping up and down on the couch screaming at the television. Hershel was awesome! Carl and Rick were awesome! Maggie was awesome!
I loved the little bonding moment at the fence with Carl and Rick and their machine guns. And how Carl threw rick a magazine when he was empty. Carl is a complete badass.
That little Lizzy kid is very strange. What the hell was she doing with her foot in the blood? Is she crazy? Yes.
I thought for sure Glen was a goner. It’s a good thing Hershel is a badass too, or he would have been.
I was a little disappointed that Daryl didn’t talk to Rick about Carol. At least he knows something is up.
Well, there’s not much going on these days. All the Halloween stuff is put up and I’m SLOWLY beginning to get things geared up for Thanksgiving and the Christmas season. Renovations on the house had ground to a halt, but things are looking up and there’s a possibility that we will be in by Christmas-God willing.
Shane continues to get bigger and more adorable. Right now he’s into the Polar Express, which we have now viewed probably 40 times in the last week. During one of those viewings the following conversation took place…
Shane: Grandma will make me a train!
Me: A train?
Shane: Yeah, make me a train.
Today- after hours of sewing a rather large train pillow from scratch…
Me: Shane, come get your train pillow, it’s done!
Shane: Where’s the whistle? Grandma! You forgot the whistle!
Shane is also a very straight to the point and no nonsense little boy. I was telling a friend of mine that I once asked him, “Shane, are you happy today?” To which he replied, “NO Grandma, I’m Shane!” He’s either very literal or the world’s smallest smartass.
It was a bittersweet Halloween season this year, being our last Halloween at this house. But all good things must come to an end. This year our theme was The Holy Grail, but of course we mixed in a graveyard and a few ghosts. I made a lifesize representation of Tim the Enchanter and had the Holy Handgrenade and the killer rabbit. On Halloween night I did double duty as a cat woman and a Knight who says Ni!
Me in my cat makeup!
Our castle, complete with Tim the Enchanter in the window.
Finally, my daughter Tess, and me as a Knight who says Ni.
Well it’s been five months since I’ve quit smoking and so far so good. What? Where have I been? We’ve been getting the farm house renovated and all that. It’s looking pretty good too. Lately I’ve been attempting to design some kind of landscape for the front and back of the house. We have a pond in the back of the house, so that part won’t be so bad, but the front definitely needs some work. Another reason why I haven’t really posted is because I REALLY got burnt out on writing. I still don’t know if I will ever get back to where I was in writing for this blog, but sometimes I just miss it so bad…like today. Anyway, here are some pictures of the house…