It is quickly becoming my favorite time of year. Halloween!!! October will be here in a flash, so I've been gearing up for pumpkins, pumpkin bread, dinosaurs and screaming children lost in the corn maze. Buhahahahahaha!
Thursday, September 23, 2021
Pumpkin Patch Frenzy
In the meantime, I now know which door the little fox enters through. I am quite surprised that he looks so huge in these videos, when actually he is just a tiny bit larger than the kitty kitty that visited last week. Sorry baby, there was no dog food out on this day. What fascinates me is he has not one tiny sticker in his fur, unlike me who is covered from head to toe with foxtails from walking ten feet in the grass.
In other good news, I've decided I really like this little Singer. It chugs along quite nicely and sews long seams like a champ. There was one slight glitch ... it doesn't tell me when I'm out of bobbin thread (that's the lower one) like my other machine does. I finally discovered this important fact when I stood up after sewing an entire border on one side. The border fell off and hit the floor. WHAT?
Upon further inspection, the first border was only half sewn. I'll have to keep a closer watch on that one. I did call for an appointment to get my big machine repaired. November 1 ... and the nice repairman has agreed to do it while I wait. YAY!!
I spent quite some time inspecting the sprinklers again. My neighbor called to say someone ran over one in the front yard. Well rats!! When I went to inspect it, wasn't I surprised to find it had just been unscrewed. Who does that? I checked one more to find the same problem and one with the top cut off by the mower. Grass is highly overrated. I'm thinking of tearing it all out and putting in rock.
After dinner, a tired Cooper and I rested on the couch. He is still chewing on those fire ant bites. I can't seem to find anything that will stop the itching. I finally gave him a prednisone, hoping that will reduce the inflammation and relieve the pain. That promptly put him to sleep.
That's when I got the call. It was 6:01. The new man in charge of employees had told me the training would be the Wednesday before we open. Then I got a message saying Training Day ... 6:00. It happened that I received it on a Wednesday, so I got myself together and ran over there to find no one. THIS Wednesday, I was sure it was NEXT Wednesday. That would be a no.
Training had started at 6:00 and where was I? Just a little miscommunication. Good thing it's only three minutes away ... two if I drive fast!! The kids were waiting. Luckily several have worked here before and already know the ropes.
With not a lot of time, we raced through how to talk loud and pretend they are their parents. Take control ... it's your responsibility. Or just call me on the radio.
Next up the Corn Chute. Truly with this many kids, they will end up being thrown to the wolves on the first day. Much more training will ensue when they actually show up for work.
It's going to be a tough year for us with mostly new kids, a new scheduler/coordinator/builder/repairman and me supervising the kids. The good news is I am OUT of the snack bar! You know, the place where I haul supplies, freeze my hands in ice water with sodas and make a thousand snow cones a day, not to mention all those hot dogs. Woohoo!!!! I'm doing a happy dance.
Eight more days and this place will look entirely different. I can't wait to see all the kids laughing and having a good time!!! Pumpkin Patch frenzy coming right up!