Halloween is a great time of year where Adam gorges himself with candy and Camille gets all crazy with the decorations. As is tradition, we carved our pumpkins; however, this year we waited a little too long and ended up having to carve them at almost 10:00 at night. We were both tired, and Adam's face might be showing it a bit.
Camille was still chipper despite her pumpkin having a little rot in it. The rot was right in the middle and once she cut it out there was just a big hole right in the middle of her pumpkin.
So, with a giant hole in the middle of her pumpkin, she made a spider. It was the best she could do, she said. We even saved the seeds and cooked them in the oven.
Adam's pumpkin turned out to be a little girly, so he added a soul patch beard in hopes of making it a bit more tough...but, the end result was a gay pirate looking dude. Ah well, it was fun. We even had a ton of trick or treaters this year. Apperently living in the middle of town does wonders for getting rid of candy. In years past we have had one or two, which made Adam happy because he ate more candy. This year, we almost ran out. It was a great year.
Adam and a few of his coworkers dressed up for work. Adam claimed to be a defense attorney, but most of the prosecutors he worked with said he was too dressed up because of his tie. Sadly enough, these were the only four people dressed up at the courthouse on Friday. Leave it to Adam to always be the odd one. (Note: if you look closely you will see just how much Adam has been brushing his teeth).
Camille was still chipper despite her pumpkin having a little rot in it. The rot was right in the middle and once she cut it out there was just a big hole right in the middle of her pumpkin.So, with a giant hole in the middle of her pumpkin, she made a spider. It was the best she could do, she said. We even saved the seeds and cooked them in the oven.Adam's pumpkin turned out to be a little girly, so he added a soul patch beard in hopes of making it a bit more tough...but, the end result was a gay pirate looking dude. Ah well, it was fun. We even had a ton of trick or treaters this year. Apperently living in the middle of town does wonders for getting rid of candy. In years past we have had one or two, which made Adam happy because he ate more candy. This year, we almost ran out. It was a great year.Adam and a few of his coworkers dressed up for work. Adam claimed to be a defense attorney, but most of the prosecutors he worked with said he was too dressed up because of his tie. Sadly enough, these were the only four people dressed up at the courthouse on Friday. Leave it to Adam to always be the odd one. (Note: if you look closely you will see just how much Adam has been brushing his teeth).
Adam had no reservations whining about how cold he was...but that is just the kind of guy he is. This was another monument showing where President Hinkley had dedicated the area.
This is the actual spot where the Pioneers had camped. According to Camille's reading, most of the people in the Handcart Company only had rags wrapped around their feet for shoes. Adam quickly said he would have died a whiney death. We gained new found respect for the pioneers on our visit.
Camille seemed a bit less cold here and that is because deeper into the Hollow the wind became less. There was a neat little bridge, and behind her, is the actual Hollow.
Further away from the Hollow are a couple of almost ghost towns. One is called Atlantic City (sorry, no gambling here), and South Pass City. Atlantic City still boast a population of about 17, where South Pass City is burning up the charts at a population of about 7. Adam decided to model one of the more modern homes in the area of South Pass City.
As we were getting ready to go home (Adam was getting antsy because the BYU debacle was about to begin against TCU), Adam noticed a light on in his truck. We got out to look at the truck and found one of the tires to be flat. Adam, being the manly man he is, went to work to change it. Once he got all the lugnuts off, he could not get the tire off. He tried and tried for about an hour (note: there were no monster fits pitched, wink wink). Finally, we went to a local house and knocked on the door, where an old man came and helped get it off. Adam did all the work and the old man just kind of looked around, but we finally got the tire off. At the end Camille gave all the credit to the old man. Adam was not happy, and was even more sad when he saw what TCU did to his poor Cougars. 