I never know what to be.
For Halloween that is.
In my latter years I've always tried to be creative. Something original.
As a youth I had plenty of common costumes.
Vampire, Power Ranger, Ninja, Harry Potter, Soldier, etc.
One year when I was like 11 I went as the Phantom of the Opera. Now you don't see every kid dressing as that for Halloween.
Sometimes I was an odd child.
But in my recent years I've had to think more.
My costumes from teenage-dom til now have been better.
Most of them are inside jokes. One year I dressed up as my Dad. You'd have to know him (I love you Dad!). The next year I went as this super old pumpkin costume that my parents had made all eight of us wear as children. It was a little small on me but the family got a laugh out of it. Then I was a "chick-magnet", I wore a shirt with a magnet on it, with pictures of baby chickens. The next year I wore a "Nudist on Strike" sign over a bathrobe (Don't worry, I had clothes on underneath).
This year I was...what would you call it? I've had many names for it. The most popular one is "Walk-in[g] Closet". Basically I decided to put on almost all of the clothes I owned at the same time. Check it out:
Huh? Huh? Pretty cool right? I don't have a full-size picture yet or you could get the full effect. I'll show you later.
I even won "Most Original Costume" at my ward Halloween party. I guess they felt sorry for me and my 12 layers of clothes.
All said and done, a pretty solid Halloween. Except it's 10:15 and I'm at home...and we've had no trick-or-treaters...or gone trick-or-treating....
I did get ten doughnuts as a prize for my costume though. Yeah, I'd say that's a win.
Until next time...Cameron's costume 1, Lame Halloween 0
"Today is the day for each of us to erect those monuments on our own battlefields and mark the place where we began again."
Monday, October 31, 2011
My baby...my child...you were lost...but I found you!
WHOA!
That was scary.
I thought for a while all of my hard work, dedication, and ramblings were gone!
A few hours ago I tried to get on my blog, only to find out that it had been temporarily deleted!!!
WHAAAAAT!?!?!?!
So after my ward Halloween party (see post after this), I got on the Blogger forums and asked for help.
Within 5 minutes it was fixed!
Great job Blogger! I love you!
So no fears peeps, my blog is back. With style.
Or maybe just regular...ness.
Anyway, its back, that's all that matter.
*I give my blog/computer a physical hug*
That was scary.
I thought for a while all of my hard work, dedication, and ramblings were gone!
A few hours ago I tried to get on my blog, only to find out that it had been temporarily deleted!!!
WHAAAAAT!?!?!?!
So after my ward Halloween party (see post after this), I got on the Blogger forums and asked for help.
Within 5 minutes it was fixed!
Great job Blogger! I love you!
So no fears peeps, my blog is back. With style.
Or maybe just regular...ness.
Anyway, its back, that's all that matter.
*I give my blog/computer a physical hug*
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Just a poor dog, down on his luck
My diet since moving up to Logan has not been what you would call healthy.
We've already talked about the Hot Pockets.
Eating healthy just costs too much. Or maybe I'm just too lazy to cook. Its probably the latter.
Food is expensive. I'd say its what I spent most of my money on.
Last week I bought a box of corn dogs. It was all I could afford that would last me until payday yesterday.
Don't feel bad for me. Corn dogs rule. I quite enjoy them.
But my purchase of them has led me to discover all the hatred towards them held by most.
Y'all are a bunch of Foodists. That's right, discriminating against certain types of food while holding others in high esteem.
Well I'm sorry my poor dog can't afford a bun. He just lost his job recently and he's doing the best he can with his thin corn jacket. It barely keeps the cold out in the freezer.
As for me, I will forever defend my stick-wielding friends. They do their best, and for me, that's good enough.
Until next time...however, I wouldn't complain if you threw a steak my way...
We've already talked about the Hot Pockets.
Eating healthy just costs too much. Or maybe I'm just too lazy to cook. Its probably the latter.
Food is expensive. I'd say its what I spent most of my money on.
Last week I bought a box of corn dogs. It was all I could afford that would last me until payday yesterday.
Don't feel bad for me. Corn dogs rule. I quite enjoy them.
But my purchase of them has led me to discover all the hatred towards them held by most.
Y'all are a bunch of Foodists. That's right, discriminating against certain types of food while holding others in high esteem.
Well I'm sorry my poor dog can't afford a bun. He just lost his job recently and he's doing the best he can with his thin corn jacket. It barely keeps the cold out in the freezer.
As for me, I will forever defend my stick-wielding friends. They do their best, and for me, that's good enough.
Until next time...however, I wouldn't complain if you threw a steak my way...
Monday, October 24, 2011
Geez Cam, enough with the Zombies!
I'm hooked on a new show.
Mike got me hooked on it.
It's called "The Walking Dead"
And its about Zombies.
Surprise!
I know, I have a weird obsession.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Something borrowed
This is an idea I'm borrowing (with permission) from the blog of a good friend of mine.
Sometimes there are things you want to say to people, but have no where to say it.
Well welcome to my blog, the place for ideas who don't have a home anywhere else.
So with that, here are my letters, to various people in my life:
Dear you, I know, its amazing how two people so different can get along so well. Thanks for everything.
Dear you, I wish you would stop worrying and realize what a beautiful person you are. You have nothing to worry about.
Dear you, what a difference a day can make.
Dear you, you are too much fun, don't stop being your sunny self.
Dear you, you rock, but dishes don't clean themselves.
Dear you, I know its frustrating, but you just have to get used to it.
Dear you, I'm not sure how you feel about me, or I you.
Dear you, you are my hero and I can only wish to be half of what you are some day
Dear you, I owe you the world twice over.
Dear you, you have to be one of the most awesome people in the entire world. Don't stop.
Dear you, could we talk about food a little less?
Dear you, please don't give up, we're all here for you. If only you knew.
Dear you, I'm excited to meet you.
Until next time...sincerely, Me.
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