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Yesterday (Monday) I ran a couple of errands in the morning. I went to Fred Meyer's to pick up some canned pumpkin, chocolate chips, and another bag of candy (in case we run out tonight); then I went to Safeway to get corned beef (which is kind of expensive); then I hit Sterino's to buy some punkins.

I picked up Carrie for lunch and made some Mandarin chicken. She took the car back to work, and in the afternoon I made a class handout and etched a couple more glasses (with footballs on them. Meh).

For din-dins Carrie made a really kick-ass salad with lots of salami, olives, and fresh mozzarella in it. We took it and some olive rolls down to the store and had a party-room picnic with Laura, which is always a lot of fun. Even though she only had a 20-minute break.

We left from there and went straight to the Lareau homestead, because the kids were carving their pumpkins and I was going to join them and carve mine there as well. I learned when I got there that they'd gutted their pumpkins the day before, and that "carving their pumpkins" meant drawing their faces on their pumpkins and then having Mark carve them for them. Ah, well.

I couldn't work out the logistics of what I wanted to do for my punkins this year, so I scratched my original plan and created something that I think is pretty amusing. Let me see if Blogger will let me upload a photo of it or not...

Well, kind of. Here is a small photo:

While there we also watched It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown on DVD (as well as the much lesser-known You're Not Elected, Charlie Brown).

After I finished the pumpkins and the kids went to bed, Carrie & I headed straight home where we made a gigantic pot of macaroni and cheese. Well, technically it was spaghetti and cheese sauce. But let's not split hairs, shall we?

Overall it was a really busy day; it seemed like I was constantly bouncing from one thing to the next. It was also a really, really cold day; it was in the upper 20s during the night, and I don't think it ever got into the 40s.

Also, completely coincidentally, two of my friends (both Brandy and Leia) called me to talk about Veronica Mars.