Last night was a really bad night for me...because, last night, my husband turned on the light to our giant plastic outdoor pumpkin he had bought from the Hoooooe Depot (as he affectionly calls his favorite hangout), and the pumpkin would not turn on...he sent our son Seth to investigate and wouldn't you know...someone had cut the cord!!
As you might imagine i was FURIOUS!!! It wasn't enough that i had spent half a week in the hospital and was feeling like crap, but now, some insensitive A-HOLE had the nerve to come up on our porch and CUT THE CORD TO OUR PUMPKIN!!! WHAT KIND OF CREEP OR CREEPS DOES THAT?!!
I was so angry i wanted to go outside last night with a baseball bat and wait for the next enterprising delinquent who dared to come up to our porch! As it turns out, i won't have to.
This morning upon furthur investigation my husband found that it wasn't exactly as we had first thought. Yes, the cord had been cut...kind of...you see, when my husband had first bought the giant pumpkin--in order to save some money--instead of spending the ten bucks for sand or cat litter to weight the pumpkin down, he tried to save money by buying a few bucks worth of BIRD SEED. And from the looks of it, the late great chipmunk had had a wonderful, last meal.
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