When Andy and I first met, we were always at dance events over Halloween weekends. Once we married and all our money went into our wedding, however, we stayed home. Sort of.
The night before Halloween, I pounced on Andy the minute he walked in the door from work. “C’mon, c’mon! Let’s go!”
“Huh? What? Where?”
“The pumpkin patch!”
“For an orangutan, of course.” Continue reading If It Were Not For Pumpkins (#89)