Pumpkin @ MindSay

things were hectic around Halloween so we did not carve the pumpkin.  One of the neighborhood squirrels decided to take it upon himself to tackle the pumpkin. It took him several days before he broke through the skin of the pumpkin. Once he did, all he did was go in and out of the pumpkin getting individual seeds, going to the top of the pumpkin, cleaning the seed off and then scurrying around the yard hiding each individual seed.  If even a third of the seeds come up in the spring we are going to have pumpkin vines all over the neighborhood.  He is very protective of the pumpkin, running several other squirrels off and chattering madly at me whenever I get too near him on the pumpkin.

 

Oh and as I watched him hiding his seeds I made a discovery......squirrels have furry nuts!

Generic Movie Child, Sadness Ovah.

 

So Hannah invited me to go with her, Katie and the gang up to a little seasonal corn-maze country park type thing. It's not just a corn maze, it's more like Farmer John's carnival, so I fit right in! So I skipped out on the advanced class and ran home, threw some pork and beans in the microwave and had a shower. I got some good, warm clothes together and ran up to thanksgiving point.

 

Dad was kind enough to warn me that the freeway was completely jammed south of AF, so I went up purple turtle road and across the highland highway...which took a little longer than I expected. Furthermore, I didn't have any idea where the corn maze was. By some form of universal luck or divine intervention, I didn't have to search long to find a cornfield, and where there's a field, there's a maze. There was construction on all sides so I couldn't figure out how to get in, so I parked over by the theater, and then tried to wander through the gardens to get back there. Construction. So I tried behind the stores. Construction. Finally I just hopped the fence and called it good.

 

I was now a half-hour late and I had no idea where they were, how many were there, what they were wearing, what they were doing, or how I would find them. I didn't have my cell phone with me. I was getting worried that this wasn't going to work out. If I couldn't find them, I would wander around like an idiot hating life for an hour...which I did -_-'

 

I searched the maze and found nothing, so I searched the other maze and only managed to come close to someone whose scream reminded me of Katie, but that's about it. I bypassed the maze walls to search out in the open. Nothing. On my way back into the maze, I was following these black-clad strangers. Now, had seen the beret (sorry Hannah, I don't know how to do accents), I would have recognized them emediately on that basis alone, however, I was allerted to their identity by quite another thing: The Sent of a Woman.

 

Horrible Movie! Never Watch it!

(jk, it's actually great. everybody should watch it)

 

I've become accostomed to Hannah's distinct sent. I'm not sure what about her gives it off, but, though it is subtle, it is VERY distinct. It's that hair; it MUST be! State dependant emotional memory tells me to associate that smell with kindness, so my opinion is biased. Of course it's a pleasant scent to me.

 

That's as much time as I'm going to spend describing that; it makes me sound like a stalker...or a lone wolf, which is kick@$$

 

Lol. It just hyperlinked kick@$$

 

Anyway, I followed them closely for about a hundred yards, and it would have been quicker if I had reacted fast enough to shush her. But I got some 'glopage', so I have nothing to complain about.

 

We spent a good hour-and-a-half in that stupid maze. I'm not really sure where it lets out, but let's just say everybody has the breaking point at which they will use the cheater paths...EVERYBODY!

 

But it was fun hanging out with my female friends, with enough male-presence to play off of each other and each other's humor, and little enough that I didn't fade, at which point I might be inclined to just leave.

 

After we left the maze, we shot some pumpkins at cows with old WWI PSI-asapted artillary cannons, lost my jacket and Hannah's umbrella (which spawned some humore I don't think she appreciated ^_^;;;), and even played tetherball. I was content to let the others brave the hellian-infested inflatable bowels of ElDiablo, but I ended up going in, because there was no way to get Hannah to go in without me. Admitedly I'm never comfortable in those situations, and even though this was a fairly mellow beast, I still feel sick...mind you, that may be more because of Hannah's noctophobia...noirphobia...lumaphillia...whatever the latin for it is. It really does eat at me pretty harshly to see a girl like that, and much more so because of what this one means to me. I was fully prepared to turn back and hit the last emergency exit, if lucy-fir hadn't told us that we were already at the end. That makes me sick to my stomach just to think about, partially because I understand the terror that psychological apprehensions can cause. I'm glad she was alright, but I still wish...

 

Anyway, it was a fun night. We topped it off with a trip over to Ice Burg...the dork one at the Chevron. We met the other Katie there and just hung out for a good hour discussing Super Heros, TV shows, our mud-stained appearel...bathrooms, randomly...

 

The only thing that night was missing was a bonfire, some ACTUAL farm animals (the dude-ranch scene just doesn't do it), and a working John Deere. They had one, but it was more of a decoration.

 

Anyway, caffiene high ovaah, and I need to read scriptures before bedtime. Plus, I've got a blackbelt class in a few hours, where in I will likely be teaching Chang Hon Forms, Jung Do sword routines, and more stuff of the Hyung variety. Who knows, I may actually even LEARN something too! (That's not sarcasm. I really am excited whenever I learn something new, because so much of my time is spent teaching, rather than learning. I like to learn!

 

Just not dumb stuff. Like groundfighting...or math.

 

Anyway, peace out.

   We had another enjoyable weekend at home this past weekend. Saturday, we got together with the family including our Great-Nieces and Nephews from South Carolina. We played with the horses, played chess and basketball, and fixed homemade pizza for dinner. Here is a picture of our future Rock Star, Great-Nephew, Nolan.

 

 

Sunday, we went to our friends, Sandy and Shila's house and decorated pumpkins. We had the news turned on and they were reporting on all of the negative campaigning, and our pumpkin got a little sick of it.

 

Before we left home yesterday, we stopped by the early polls and voted. Here is the new video from Andy, Opie, and Fonzie.

 

 

I found this funny and asked my friend to let me post it.

From one pumpkin to another!!!!!!!

A woman was asked by a coworker, 'What is it like to be a Christian?'

The coworker replied, 'It is like being a pumpkin.' God picks you from the patch, brings you in, and washes all the dirt off of you. Then He cuts off the top and scoops out all the yucky stuff.

He removes the seeds of doubt, hate, and greed. Then He carves you a new smiling face and puts His light inside of you to shine for all the world to see.'

This was passed on to me by another pumpkin. Now it's your turn to pass it to other pumpkins.

I liked this enough to send it to all the pumpkins in my patch.