Swoozie Ramblings

Someone stayed home from work sick today (cough, cough). J. came over and we finally had some sushi (he eats the raw stuff). He informed me that "we" were making a cave for the haunted house at our carnival. Hold on, wait a minute, just because I made a four foot chili pepper pinata does not mean that I can make a 6 foot tall how many ever feet long cave. He insists "we" can do this. The carnival is the 25th of October and the haunted house draws the crowds. People wait in line for hours just to get in to the gym which is converted into the creepiest place imagineable. I am also in charge of the "Make and Take." I am still trying to find fast and easy crafties for that endeavor.