We had an eventful weekend. Not busy, but eventful.

We did nothing on Friday night. We were both beat from work, and Allen had a horrible day too.

But Saturday night we were very excited to take my nephew to a haunted house. It was his first Haunted House experience and he walked a fine line between crazy excited and overly nervous. At one point in the car he showed me he was such a combo of these all too often nerve wrecking emotions, that he was smiling and had tears running down his face!

Zach was very anxious but when we got there and the DJ of the house was playing some 80's metal music, he felt right at home. I think he actually got a pretty big kick out of some teenagers next to us playing air guitar. The first haunted house we went to was the main attraction and it took 40 minutes to get through. It was a theme haunted house. They put everyone in rooms and had a different act going in each room. One of the funniest parts was the very beginning. We went in with a group of about 15, and Zach was by far the smallest. So they usher you in a room and cram you all together.......and then it goes pitch black. Zach was holding my hand. The funny part was, it didn't take long for everyone else in the room to figure out the ceiling was coming down on us......everyone except Zach. We were all starting to crouch down in the dark and I had to tell Zach to reach up and jump so he could feel what was happening. Funny that he was probably the most scared person in the room, yet the safest!

The rest of the haunted houses were fun too. Every time we were about to walk into one Zach would say, "I don't know about this one....' and then when we were done he would say, "That was awesome!"

We came home around midnight and Zach barely had his eyes open. He thanked us a jillion times before he and Aunt Stacy went home. That kid is so great and Allen and I just love to be around him.

On Sunday, John Hendricks, his wife Sabrina, and their son Ben came to visit. When my brother and I were growing up, John was his best friend and they spent a good part of most days together. Meaning, I spent a good deal of time with him too (although at that age, we didn't quite see it like that!) It had been quite a while since I had seen John and I was glad he had called. They came over and chatted with Allen and I while Ben played cars on the floor. I made SURE to take a picture of John holding Alex just to pull the heart strings of my brother a little bit. (Subliminal message: come home Alex and Laura. Coooooommmmmeeee hooooooommee.....)

For dinner on Sunday, I had quite a few tamales in the fridge, so I called Joe and Teresa to come help us out. We got rid of all of them. After they left I put my Monster to bed, and here I sit, updating you on our, what might seem mundane to some, but to us, happy lives.

Zach, before we went in, getting very nervous!

It's a Haunted House Fire!

Alex and my brother from another mother, John.

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