Saturday, October 27, 2007
The Pumpkin Saga
So far I think I've been pretty lucky during this pregnancy, as far as the normal things you hear about women having to go through. I've thrown up only twice (though I've been queasy many, many times), I haven't had any swelling of my hands or feet (yet), no tripping and falling because my equilibrium is off and namely no horrible fits of crying or demanding of impossible things from Ben.
This also makes Ben very lucky because I've been relatively the same person that I normally am, not a crazy hormonal beast who has kidnapped his wife for the next 9 months to return her in a slightly altered condition.
That all changed the other day when we bought our pumpkin for Halloween.
We decided to give a local pumpkin patch a try to see if they had any good pumpkins, and when I say pumpkin patch, it was really a feed store that had set up a hay maze for kids and put all of their pumpkins on a table near their other wacky vegetables.
Now it must be said here that I am REALLY big on pumpkins that have uber long and crazy stems. They are a must for all of my pumpkins and I get sad if we can't find one that I like. Thankfully the feed store had a plethora of pumpkins with awesome stems! After about 15 minutes we make our pumpkin choice, pay for it and we were on our way.
Our only problem was that since we had never been to the feed store before and didn't know their pumpkin selection, we had a backup plan to get our pumpkin from our grocery store because they also have a pretty nice selection and we had to go there anyway. We also had to make a stop at Blockbuster as well, so we weren't able to go right home with the pumpkin.
Ben was worried that someone might break into his car to steal our perfect pumpkin, so we opted to put it in the trunk. I was worried about it and we heard it rolling around back there, but when we got to Blockbuster it was A-OK, and then after our trip to the grocery store, it still looked good, and it seemed to have settled in a pocket in the trunk, because it didn't fall over at all from Blockbuster to the store.
So, we got our groceries and drove back to our house. Can you see where this is going?
We heard the pumpkin roll over once on our way home and thought nothing of it.
But when we opened the trunk at home, much to my horror, the beautiful stem had broken into a million pieces when it rolled over the last time.
I lost it. I started crying. Ben, having broken one of my prized Nightmare Before Christmas collectibles not a week before without me so much as shedding a tear, was thrown completely off guard. He just kept hugging me and telling me that the pumpkin was still great and that it was just too beautiful for this world, and hopefully since it's stem was gone the neighbor kids wouldn't be tempted to steal it and smash it in the street like they have done on previous Halloweens. He made me feel better, but I was still sad about the stem...
So yup... Ben can break a Mayor teapot that I've had for years, and I just shrug and say, oh well, I can probably find it again on eBay someday. But the stem on my Halloween pumpkin breaks and all hell breaks loose.
Thanks, Noodle, for making me a blubbering idiot at your Dad for no good reason!
The stem is still fairly tall, just a bit squatty now, so all is not lost. He's still a great looking pumpkin and I can't wait to carve his guts out!
This also makes Ben very lucky because I've been relatively the same person that I normally am, not a crazy hormonal beast who has kidnapped his wife for the next 9 months to return her in a slightly altered condition.
That all changed the other day when we bought our pumpkin for Halloween.
We decided to give a local pumpkin patch a try to see if they had any good pumpkins, and when I say pumpkin patch, it was really a feed store that had set up a hay maze for kids and put all of their pumpkins on a table near their other wacky vegetables.
Now it must be said here that I am REALLY big on pumpkins that have uber long and crazy stems. They are a must for all of my pumpkins and I get sad if we can't find one that I like. Thankfully the feed store had a plethora of pumpkins with awesome stems! After about 15 minutes we make our pumpkin choice, pay for it and we were on our way.
Our only problem was that since we had never been to the feed store before and didn't know their pumpkin selection, we had a backup plan to get our pumpkin from our grocery store because they also have a pretty nice selection and we had to go there anyway. We also had to make a stop at Blockbuster as well, so we weren't able to go right home with the pumpkin.
Ben was worried that someone might break into his car to steal our perfect pumpkin, so we opted to put it in the trunk. I was worried about it and we heard it rolling around back there, but when we got to Blockbuster it was A-OK, and then after our trip to the grocery store, it still looked good, and it seemed to have settled in a pocket in the trunk, because it didn't fall over at all from Blockbuster to the store.
So, we got our groceries and drove back to our house. Can you see where this is going?
We heard the pumpkin roll over once on our way home and thought nothing of it.
But when we opened the trunk at home, much to my horror, the beautiful stem had broken into a million pieces when it rolled over the last time.
I lost it. I started crying. Ben, having broken one of my prized Nightmare Before Christmas collectibles not a week before without me so much as shedding a tear, was thrown completely off guard. He just kept hugging me and telling me that the pumpkin was still great and that it was just too beautiful for this world, and hopefully since it's stem was gone the neighbor kids wouldn't be tempted to steal it and smash it in the street like they have done on previous Halloweens. He made me feel better, but I was still sad about the stem...
So yup... Ben can break a Mayor teapot that I've had for years, and I just shrug and say, oh well, I can probably find it again on eBay someday. But the stem on my Halloween pumpkin breaks and all hell breaks loose.
Thanks, Noodle, for making me a blubbering idiot at your Dad for no good reason!
The stem is still fairly tall, just a bit squatty now, so all is not lost. He's still a great looking pumpkin and I can't wait to carve his guts out!
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