Some days it doesn't pay for me to get out of bed. Let's face it ... I live a life on the edge! I arrived at the Pumpkin Patch at the appointed time. We (the local Pastor's wife and I) completely forgot to open the front gate. It didn't matter though since no one showed up until noon. It was the worst day in the history of the patch.
I know that's really not weird, because we are only open for pumpkin sales on Monday and Tuesday. Today the patch opens at 11:00 for pumpkins and for entertainment at 3:00 and I'm on tractor duty. Until 7:00 pm.
Anyway, we spent the day making up these arrangements all over the property for your purchasing enjoyment. All weighed out, each one has a price tag attached for the entire thing. They run from $25 to $40. If nothing else, it kept us entertained and busy.
Then there was the trio that came to the window. When told they had to pay to get in ... $7 each gets you a $7 token towards pumpkins ... they walked right on by the window without paying. This time I raced out the door after them, explaining the process. They said the girl told them they could take pictures for free. No ... no she didn't because I was standing right there listening. They left in a huff.
I won't mention their ethnicity, I'll let you guess. They got in their car, drive to the little entrance display, jumped out and grabbed a huge hand full of flowering plants growing in the ground, ripped them out of the soil, jumped back in the car and floor-boarded the car down the dirt driveway. Nice of them, yes? And they wonder why they have a bad name!!!
Finally home, I crashed on the couch and let the puppies out, first doing my scheduled walkaround for skunks. Yes my friends, they are still here occasionally. They do tend to stay away from the house if I leave the patio lights on. Trouble is, the light shines right through this shade thing and keep the pups and I up at night.
I can fix that .... I grabbed my trusty ladder, a huge roll of duck tape and a quilt. Sounds reasonable, right? I was in bed for ten minutes when it fell to the floor, scaring all of us. RATS!! While putting the ladder away, I spotted some big pieces of cardboard. That would be a MUCH better solution since it was lighter weight.
Back with the ladder and the cardboard, I didn't have enough hands. I grabbed the duck tape with my teeth and tore off a piece. Wait .... it stuck to my lip. I'm telling you, this could only happen to me. When I carefully pealed it off, it took off half the skin on my lip. OUCH!!!! I can't believe it did that!!
I smothered it in Neosporin, hoping it would be all better this morning. Nope! I look like a boxer took at shot at my face. My lip is swollen to epic size. Why me???
Well, as you can see, my taping job with the cardboard didn't fare much better. One piece fell down, but at least didn't wake us all up. The good news is a torn lip is a dieters dream. I won't be eating anything soon. Here's hoping today will be a good day on the tractor!!