We didn’t have soccer yesterday. I had a feeling that would be the case, given that by the time they played the third games of the day after 10 days of rain, it would have been the mudbowl out there. 50mph wind gusts would have just added to the fun. I think part of the decision to call was just to save the sod. They have 4 fields, and our in-town league plays three games in each field on Sunday, 12:30, 1:30 and 2:30. So you’ve got all the parents with chairs, etc., the siblings running around, plus the little team members running around. The grass would have been destroyed. I don’t know how much it costs to reseed, but I think it wise to just let the field dry out, y’know?
So we went pumpkin picking. Before I left the house for my sister’s, I thought “I’ll be it will be muddy” so I packed boots. Junior has those good rubber rain boots. I need to get a pair of those. Because 5 of us went out into basically a pumpkin swamp. There was 2-3 inches of standing water in places, and where there wasn’t water, there was mud. You’d step on land that looked fine, and sink 5 or so inches in, and water would gush over your shoe. My hiking boots, it turns out, are not waterproof. I was a soaking mess. The mud tried to rip off my boots and almost succeeded. And then there were the winds…so you can imagine we looked fantastic by the time we left. And then we noticed a bunch of people picking pumpkins on the hill behind where you pay. You know, a hill where the water would run off so it probably wasn’t muddy.
“Why didn’t you tell us we could go up there and not down to the “lake”?”
“Oh, all the big pumpkins are down there.”
I don’t recall telling anyone we were looking for big pumpkins! Sigh.
(The plus side to all of this was walking through the mud was a good workout, plus I stole a brand new pair of socks from my sister. Win-Win!
p.s. Phantom is having his jingle bells removed right now. I can’t tell you how guilty I feel. But not as guilty as I would if he knocked up some other dog. He was getting cozy with a basset hound at doggie daycare. I do not want to see a litter of bassetpoo (Cockahound?) puppies.
