Embarrassed to be a Hawkeye

First we taught orphans to stutter. Now Iowa is banning corn-on-the-cob eating contests? This is just the icing on the cake, if you ask me. I would like to return my diplomas and get a refund while I watch the Cyclones POUND Iowa tomorrow.

Memories...

It's gonna be a fun concert this weekend. Rehearsals Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, and three hours before the concert Sunday. Church choir singing was a little less intense! It's not a Prairie Home Companion show but it is a Halloween concert with Garrison Keillor and Prairie Home Companion people that will be broadcast nationally on NPR next year for Halloween.

Chorus members have to wear costumes during the first half of the show and I was struggling to come up with something that I had around home so I didn't have to spend any money. I decided I could wear bike clothes and make a giant hypodermic needle out of aluminum foil and a paper towel tube and call myself a Tour de France Participant. Gary didn't think that was cool so he offered up one of his Navy uniforms, so I'm going as a Village People/a.k.a. Guy in the Navy.

In the garage search for his Navy uniform he came across a few momentos:

Toy comparison

Christmas with the cousins would not be complete without a thorough comparison of toys.



We made a fast trip to visit relatives and everyone (especially the Bickersons) seemed to have a nice time. We are always amazed by how thoroughly two fairly well-behaved children can demolish the interior of a minivan in four hours.

Now that we're home we are hoping to get a little snow to go with the lights.