Creepy

Last week Brett and I rented the movie Orphan from our local redbox. I had really been anxious to see it for a while. We had seen the preview for it in the theater, and on T.V. a lot over the last few months, and it looked good. I am one to love a good scary movie, so naturally I was intrigued by how creepy the previews made this movie look.

A few days before Halloween I noticed that it was being advertised at the redbox, and stopped to grab a copy. After scrolling through the titles, and realizing that it wasn't in stock I informed Brett that we had to keep our eyes peeled! I was dying to see it.

About four days later Brett sent me a text saying that he had finally snagged it! Success.

Later that night we cuddled up on the couch to start watching it, and almost instantly you could tell it was going to be as scary as the previews made it look.

Without ruining anything for you, just in case you plan to see it, the main plot of the story is about a couple with two young children who recently had a pregnancy that resulted in a stillbirth. After a little while they decide that they are ready to have another child, but in fear of what happened to their last baby, they decide to adopt. They find a nine year old girl living in an orphanage, and decide to bring her home. Shortly after they get her home, funny things begin to happen. The mother knows that there is just something about Esther that isn't right, but no one believes her.

Let me just say this first, I am not normally bothered too badly by scary movies. Sometimes they make me jump or flinch a little, but after the movie is over I am fine. The spook doesn't normally linger. With this movie though, I was so disturbed that I didn't want to go to bed. It was that scary. Not in the traditional blood and gore kind of way, but more in the how could someone be that messed up? kind of way.

It was twisted. So twisted that I didn't see the ending coming. I was completely shocked by the way the story played out.

I can tell you one thing, I have no desire to ever adopt a child after seeing that movie.

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One of the reasons that Brett is my hero is because he is always thinking of other people, and putting their needs before his own. Since our Halloween party this year was actually the day before Halloween he offered to work on Halloween night so that other employees that had kids could have the night off to spend the holiday with their families, and take their kids trick or treating.

Since he was going to be working on Halloween he decided that he wanted to dress up to go to work, but he didn't want to wear his Sweeney Todd costume again because it takes a while to pull it all together, and he just didn't want to deal with it. So we spent some time online looking at all of the hilarious costumes that are available, and finally settled on this:

Two Hundred

When I first started this blog I had no idea that it would end up being such a big part of my life. I just figured that it would be a good way to keep family and friends that didn't see us very often updated from time to time on what we were up to. Now I find myself compiling posts in my head during the commute home, or when I'm grocery shopping. I am always thinking about what stories I want to tell next, and trying to find the best words to express how I'm feeling at the moment. I have fallen in love with having a place to come and share my words.

Not only have I been able to reconnect with some old friends, but I have found some really great new friends through blogging. I feel like most of you {the ones that I know of anyway} are people that I would get along with well in real life, too.

I never would have thought that I would still be here 200 posts later, but I sure am glad it turned out that way.

Not the Radio Flyer you had when you were a kid

In an effort to try and get myself healthier I have decided to give up carbonation and alcohol for thirty days. I know, I KNOW! Trust me, I know. It’s insane.

I will be the first person to admit that this isn’t going to be an easy task. I love a cold Mountain Dew just as much, if not more than anyone else out there, and I don’t know how I am going to fight the temptation every time I go to a restaurant or walk past the soda aisle in the grocery store. I am what you would call a weakling. I do not have much will power at all!

After a long work week there is nothing like a glass of wine, or shot of Vodka to help unwind from the stress that the previous five days has inflicted upon my brain. Not having that for four Friday's in a row is going to be a challenge. I think that it will be worth it in the end though. I am totally out of shape, and if I don't do something about it now things will only get worse.

Brett is going to take my little booze-less journey with me, but for him it won't be as much of a struggle. He has a lot more will power than I do, and he doesn't really drink that much carbonation anyway. He just doesn't like it as much as I do. It will be good to have someone stick by me though, and help me remember the goal that I am trying to accomplish in my moments of weakness.

As of now, I am officially on the wagon. Wish me luck.

Older, but maybe not wiser

{On the beach in Carmel, CA 2007}

Today is the first day of Brett's 27th year. There have been many times that I worried about not having him around to celebrate him turning another year older. He's a bit of a thrill seeker, you know. Luckily though, that is not the case, and I can't wait to celebrate many more birthday's with him!!

He truly is my best friend, and my life would be incomplete without him in it. I am the luckiest girl in the world to have a great guy like him as my other half.

Happy Birthday Love!!!

Best. Party. Ever.

I don't think that work could have dragged on any longer than it did on Friday. I was so anxious to get the hell out of there so that we could head up to the Schlange's house, that it seriously made time move slower than a sloth walking through a tar pit.

Once the clock finally struck five though, we were on our way. Until we hit traffic.

Why is it that when you are in a hurry to get somewhere there is always a shit storm of traffic? You get held up forever just to finally approach the accident that has been holding everyone at a crawling pace for the last forty five minutes to find out that it was just a small fender bender, and the only reason you were held up at all is because the dick heads in front of you just had to slow down and stare. Then on the days when you have nowhere to go, and you aren't in a hurry at all, you know, the days that it wouldn't really matter too bad if you were stuck behind a bunch of retarded slow assholes, there are never any hold ups. Murphy's law, I guess.

We finally got there with just enough time to get ourselves into costume. Shay, who is a complete fucking rockstar with a makeup brush, did the makeup for just about everyone who was in attendance before she even got herself ready. I want to give her a special thanks for making us look as dead as humanly possible without actually slitting our throats.

All of the hard work and waiting finally paid off! The Dead Man's Party was a HUGE success!

The invitation said that the party was to begin at eight o'clock, so naturally everyone showed up at about nine. It was well worth the wait though, because there were some really great costumes! My personal favorites were Chaz and Shay as Tim Burton's Alice and Mad Hatter, Del and Jana as Jesus and Mary Magdalene, Zach as Betelgeuse, and of course Brett and I as Sweeney Todd and Mrs. Lovett. There were a few people who were total party poopers {ahem TRACI!!} and didn't come as someone dead, or even dress up at all, but what can you do? Not everyone knows how to party like the Scothern's and the Schlange's.

I really don't know how to put into words the mass amount of fun that was had. Seriously, when else are you going to see Jesus and Sweeney Todd break dancing together? Chaz made an awesome beer pong table, there was plenty of dancing going on, and Midori sours and beer margarita's were enjoyed by all. I really don't think that I've ever danced so hard in my life. My calf muscles were sore all weekend because Shay and I were jumping around so much!

At one point there was some Chinese foreign exchange student walking around with a bottle of some hellish Chinese liquor trying to get everyone to take shots. I was a little worried at first but Brett and I eventually ended up giving into temptation. I don't even think that anyone there knew the kid's name, but he had a hell of a time. Did you know that in China kids start drinking booze at the age of ten? Weird.

Chaz beat me out for the award of best costume, but he totally deserved it! Shay did such a great job on his costume, and she even rolled his hair in sponge rollers to make it stand out crazy like the movie character. It was awesome!! I guess I can live with second place, considering the fact that I beat Jesus. :)

I ended up taking about three hundred pictures that night, but I picked a handful of my favorites to share:

I don't know how we are going to top the Dead Man's Party next year, but I can guarantee you we are going to try!

At last

Between making costumes, building coffins, creating playlists, shellacking boxes, photoshopping pictures, and trying to shop for all of those last minute finishing touches we have been so busy this month that it seems as though our lives are completely consumed with Halloween preparation. Hence the sparse posting that has taken place here.

I am really excited about how our costumes turned out, but damn! Next year I am going to pick costumes that will be a lot less complicated to construct. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed making them, I just wish it would've taken about two weeks less than it actually did. I even ended up breaking down and buying Brett's costume, and just making a few minor adjustments to it. I bit off way more than I could chew with mine, and to make them both completely from scratch would've been impossible in the time frame that I gave myself. I should've started sewing in February.

The hard work will all pay off tonight though, because tonight is the night we have been working so hard to perfect. Tonight is the dead man's party!

What are your Halloween plans this year?

Dear Shaymus,

Happy birthday!

I am so sad that I have to wait until Friday to give you your birthday present. {I think you are going to love it!} I hope that your day today is fantastic, and hopefully everyone that lives closer will shower you with lots of love and gifts. You deserve it!!

I don't know if you are aware of this or not, but it has been a month since the last time we saw each other.

One. Whole. Month.

I know that it's been really hard because both of our schedules are crazy as of late, and we are both working insanely hard to prepare for Halloween, not to mention the fact that you were in Disneyland last week, but I really miss you!

I miss talking to you. I miss having you make me laugh. I miss making fun of each other, and calling you names. I know that we have been doing these same things over the phone and through text messages, but it's just not the same!

I hope you know that you are the most amazing friend in the world, and I love you like you were my own sister. I can't wait until Friday when we can resume our shenanigans!

XoXo,
Kaylyn

So glad I'm not that desperate

Out of all of the holidays that come and go Halloween always manages to keep me the most busy. It seems like I have been back and forth between the fabric store and the Halloween store about a hundred thousand times in the last two months. You know how it goes when you are working on a project and suddenly you realize that you forgot to buy something and are forced to run back to the store, AGAIN! Oh, that never happens to you? Guess I'm just unprepared.

On Monday night I dragged Kristi and Joeli with me all over Utah county trying to find all of the last minute things I still needed, like oh I don't know, MY HUSBAND'S WHOLE ENTIRE COSTUME!!! Yeah, I'm that far behind. Halloween is only ten days away, and I still haven't been able to find it.

We started at one Halloween store, then the fabric store, then a craft store, and then went to another Halloween store. No luck. So we decided to try Savers. Remind me never to do that again please. I'm not saying that all savers' are bad, but the one by my house is. I don't know if you have ever been in a savers before, but if not, just picture a really dumpy version of DI. They don't organize things very well, the smell when you walk in is enough to make you want to vomit, there are four hundred thousand people crammed into one store at any given moment, the employees are all extremely hostile, and did I mention the smell? It's bad.

We had probably only been there for about five minutes when Kristi leans in and whispers just loud enough for Joeli and I to hear her, that she is disgusted that they sell used bed sheets and comforters in a store like this, I mean come on! That can't be very sanitary. To which I reply that as long as they don't sell used panties, I'm alright. They don't do they?

After our brief exchange about the sheets I browse for maybe another five minutes, and find a jacket that I think might work. I'm standing in line at the register to give one of the aforementioned hostile employees my six dollars so that I can get the hell out of there, when Kristi leans in with another whisper and proclaims, that the answer to my question is yes.

At first I was somewhat puzzled, because I didn't remember asking her a question. Then she gets this really disgusted look on her face and goes; you know, about the panties! I just saw some over there by the bra's.

Forget the smell, because that was the point when I damn near lost my dinner.

Something to ponder....

Let's say that in some alternate universe you cannot be yourself anymore, and you have to choose a new identity. It has to be someone who is currently living, but other than that it can be anyone you want.

If you couldn't be you anymore, who would you want to be?