Scary movies

I hate scary movies. Or at least I thought I did. When Tyler's at work, I start flipping through the channels late at night. Soon AMC's Fear Fest sucks me in, and then I'm watching either Jason or Michael Meyers hack up teenagers in small towns.

For those of you who know me, you're probably thinking this new fascination with scary movies is weird. This is the girl who couldn't watch the first half of It? The one who gets scared from watching The Exorcist previews? The little kid who wouldn't go downstairs after watching five minutes of Tremors? This can't be.

Blame it on Halloween, or growing up (which is definitely not the case, because I still get REALLY scared), but I don't think it's any of those. I still turn down the volume when the suspense is too much to handle, and my imagination still gets the best of me.

It's a good thing I start work soon so I can stop scaring myself. I have too much free time on my hands at the moment...

Not our best

Tyler and I tried to get too creative with our pumpkins this year, and here's what happened:



Tyler's pumpkin (it's supposed to be Moses).



Moses in progress...


My pumpkin. It's supposed to be an elephant holding a feather, like Dumbo. Next year we're going to stick with traditional jack-o-lantern faces.

First snow

We got five inches of snow today, and hopefully more is on the way. Before Tyler went to work, we went and played in the park by our house. The dogs really enjoyed the weather, and we enjoyed the hot chocolate when we came inside.

The first snow of the season is always exciting. Fall is leaving, and the new season is just beginning. We're happy to be starting the next phase in our life too. Tyler likes working at Kelly Liken, and I'm excited to start my job at La Tour on Thursday. Now we just need the mountain to open, and our winter can officially commence.

Here are some more pictures of our outing today — I still only have my phone for a camera, but you'll get the idea.

Birthday visit

We ventured off the mountain to Boulder for Tracy's birthday. For her present, Tyler prepared a five-course dinner at her house. I didn't take any pictures because he was making me work too hard, but here's the menu that will make you salivate:

Mom's Birthday Dinner

First course
pumpkin soup, curried pumpkin seeds, maple syrup
New Belgium 1554 Enlightened Black Ale reduction

Second course
steamed mussels, smoked tomato sauce, quinoa cake
shaved fennel and grilled pear salad

Third course
asparagus, cinnamon cap mushrooms, parmesean, truffle oil
poached quail egg

Fourth course
seared coho salmon, Brussels sprouts, bourbon soaked raisins
fingerling potato salad, brown butter mustard vinaigrette, bacon

Fifth course
pound cake pain perdu, blackberry cabernet sorbet
crème fraîche foam

Not bad for a dinner at home, eh?

Flying monkey

Don't you hate it when a parachuting monkey flies by your window when you're trying to watch football?

I do because then I become distracted, and can no longer focus on the game at hand. Because of Tyler, I'm trying to become a Broncos fan — but I'm only succeeding as a pseudo-fan. My real team is the 49ers (way to go 1-5 ), and so far the only conflict is that London game, or if we happen to meet in the Super Bowl.

So to get back to the monkey: I was watching the Broncos' game — at the point when pass interference was called in the fourth quarter — when I saw something fly by the window. After further investigation, I determined that drunk Broncos fans were throwing a stuffed animal monkey attached to a homemade parachute off the top floor. This excited Aspen and Moses because it looked like a flying squirrel.

After a handful of tosses to see how far the monkey could drift, the plastered posse picked up the parachuting primate and went on their merry way to another place to drink.

Vail Broncos' fans mourn heartbreaking losses rather oddly...

The move to Vail

Moses checking out Arches National Park on the way to Vail.

Well we made it, but it wasn't an easy start to our journey.

We planned to leave Bellingham bright and early on Wednesday morning last week, but we had one little problem: our new Subaru could barely tow the trailer to Steve's and Karen's house. We should have realized this was going to be a problem when we were packing up the trailer with Eric and CJ, but hindsight is 20/20.

After reviewing our options, we decided to sell the Subaru and buy a truck to tow the trailer. Luckily our friend Roger had a truck he was planning on selling, so we sold our car to Steve and Karen and purchased Roger's truck. We left Bellingham around 3ish p.m. — just six hours behind our goal.

The bottom line is we couldn't have left Bellingham at all if it weren't for the amazing support system our friends and family provide for us. My dad said one of the coolest things about our wedding was meeting all the people we have in our lives, and that we should proud of who we surround ourselves with. I still can't believe how many people rallied to help us move here, and I can't thank them enough.

Those are the words, but here are the pictures of our journey and of our new home. Don't judge them too harshly — I only have my iPhone for a camera right now.