I have a problem. Hello, my name is Trudy and I’m a pumpkinholic! Randy is getting a little worried now. It seems that I simply cannot pass up a pumpkin, real or not. When we went again (yes, yesterday was our second trip to storage to find the missing box of more Fall decor, which I knew had my pumpkin that said, “Happy Fall Ya’ll” in it) to storage to find some missing pieces which I knew we had just overlooked last Saturday on our first trip to load boxes of Fall stuff. Sorry, but we are way beyond calling it Fall Decor and am now to the point that it has become “stuff”. It all started out being called my “Seasonal Treasure Boxes, now it’s called, “just more stuff”, as per Peter Pumpkin. I reminded him that since we no longer have a house phone to change our voice mail message to Peter and Penelope Pumpkin, he could at least be a little more sensitive to my need to fill our home with pumpkins, spices and everything nice, which in my thinking is more pumpkins.
So, realizing that we don’t have what we need to make my Fall Glass block with lights, we are off to Hobby Lobby this morning to find lights and another tree for the perfect Fall Tree to adorn our Arizona Room. After rummaging through the 40 or so boxes yesterday in storage, we found only half of the tree. Randy agreed that since it was over 10 years old, he would break down and buy me another tree. After all, who doesn’t need 3 Fall trees in their house? I told him that Peter Pumpkin needed a attitude adjustment. Besides, we don’t have room now for 3, only 2, so he could quit with the sarcasm.
Assuring him that I would call the help line as soon as I finished decorating, he began to help me put up the Fall wreath, put the lights on the Fall tree we already have and even helped wash our Fall Pumpkin plates, and then handed me the phone.
Boy, will he be surprised when our T-shirts arrive with our names, Peter & Penelope printed around a pumpkin on the front. Hope it gets here in time to wear to my support group.
Oliver has taken over our lives. We tip toe around when he is sleeping, just like I did when I had babies (well, real human babies) as to not wake him up. We know the minute he wakes up we are expected to play “fetch” or he follows so closely behind us or beside us that both of us have tripped, trying to avoid a squashed dog. Forty-two years ago, I remember being so proud that I could actually bathe my newborn by myself, without asking anyone for help. It felt good to think of myself as a confident, competent new mom. It takes 2 of us to bathe this precious little 4 month old 3 lb dog. He wiggles and squirms and constantly tries jumping our of the bathtub, so one of us holds him (that is me since Randy is still one-armed) and the other washes him. An hour later, Oliver is clean, with freshly blow dried hair and finally asleep. So we are back to tip-toeing around. We have even resorted to always having background music when the tv isn’t on, hoping that will soothe Oliver and allow us to walk around without waking him up.
great to see them, but it allowed me to cook for more than two, which just thrilled my soul. On Facebook last week, there was a recipe for stuffed zucchini, which looked and sounded so good, I had to try it. Am so glad I did. It was delicious! I do have to admit that the first night I made it, I followed the recipe pretty much to a T, and felt that it could use a little more seasoning, so the second night I made it, I added more and it was really good. So here it is:
Chocolate Castles 