Fall by far is my favorite season, and along with fall comes Halloween. Growing up, my family members weren’t the biggest fanatics about this holiday. I mean we did go trick or treating a few times, and even dressed up in cute little costumes, but it wasn’t anywhere near the highlight of my year. Last Halloween Jake and I carved our first pumpkin. If you have never done it before, don’t be fooled; it might look easy, but it is quite a difficult task. Maybe it’s just the perfectionist side of me that wants it to be just how I imaged.

This year I thought I might try my hand at carving something again. But then I came across these beautiful pictures and thought this was a little more my style.

It sounds like the perfect weekend project. Since this is the last weekend before Halloween maybe I can squeeze it in among my many other projects I have planed. I bet if I told Jake he could paint Mario or a peppermint (his favorite band is the White Stripes) on his, he would even join me.

…about our new Coffeemaker.

1. Delayed brew. No more getting out of bed twice before drinking coffee.
2. Permanent filter. No more buying and throwing away disposable filters.
3. Strong brew. It can optionally make a more flavorful cuppa joe.
4. Self cleaning. Add vinegar, press a button, and violà – it’s clean!
5. It’s bigger, and cooler looking, than our old coffee maker.

Mornings just might not be so painful. But not likely.

I spent the rest of the evening with Jake and we continued our nightly tradition of watching an episode of the X-files. I think that made for a good day.

I have this bad habit of dreaming about things, big or small and how I would like them to be. Its probably kind of childish of me, but I do it anyway. So I thought today I would let you into my little dream world and share with you my, well, dreams.

I dream of owning our own letterpress shop where Jake and I can drink coffee, be inspired, and make art.

We could sleep in til 9 or get up to see the sun rise.

We would have a house with a big front porch and a backyard for our Dalmatian (and don’t worry mom probably a cute little kid or two).

Jake would like to move back to Michigan…maybe we will

I’d love to teach art classes for unprivileged kids.

I would also love to have our worked featured on a website or published in a magazine. Hmm maybe even write our own book.

That’s not too much to ask for, right?

Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning. – Gloria Steinem

I’m not dreaming. I’m planning.