Week(ish) In Review Part Duex
I have more updates of my fantastic week. (Only posting them the next week. So, not too far behind.)
About a week and a half ago, I went to my very first corn maze. I'm pretty amazing, I know.
And I even have proof... :D
Only, who knew that there was other mischief (dare I say greater mischief?) to be had at the corn maze? (You know, besides the actual corn maze.)
Cinderella's Pumpkin...
(I tried on Aurora's dress... it didn't fit...)
Discovering of your inner-self...
The Wheel of Morality... (Wheel of morality turn, turn, turn, tell us the lesson that we should learn!)
Even places I could get my peeping tom on... (Just kidding... You hope.)
And lastly at the cornmaze, we discovered that I am not, nor will I ever be, a good looking blonde.
Also, Jeff and Sarah, I am cheating on your children...
I'm sorry. I couldn't resist Wesley's boyish features...
All-in-all a great time was had by all.
But, I do have one question. Why do people always elect me the leader in these situations??
Don't they know I have the same sense of direction as a daddy-long-leg with only half of it's legs?
**All of the photos in this blog were taken on my roommate's camera. I am only stealing them. (See Heather, that's how you give proper credit...)**
About a week and a half ago, I went to my very first corn maze. I'm pretty amazing, I know.
And I even have proof... :D
Only, who knew that there was other mischief (dare I say greater mischief?) to be had at the corn maze? (You know, besides the actual corn maze.)
Cinderella's Pumpkin...
(I tried on Aurora's dress... it didn't fit...)
Discovering of your inner-self...
The Wheel of Morality... (Wheel of morality turn, turn, turn, tell us the lesson that we should learn!)
Even places I could get my peeping tom on... (Just kidding... You hope.)
And lastly at the cornmaze, we discovered that I am not, nor will I ever be, a good looking blonde.
Also, Jeff and Sarah, I am cheating on your children...
I'm sorry. I couldn't resist Wesley's boyish features...
All-in-all a great time was had by all.
But, I do have one question. Why do people always elect me the leader in these situations??
Don't they know I have the same sense of direction as a daddy-long-leg with only half of it's legs?
**All of the photos in this blog were taken on my roommate's camera. I am only stealing them. (See Heather, that's how you give proper credit...)**