Well not really. I went for a walk though this morning. It's been awhile. I'd like to walk my old circuit, but they're still doing construction on the road. It's been since June that it's been closed. What is taking so long. I hadn't realized how cold it was until I got home. I windchilled my legs because I wore capris. I didn't think that at -1 walking with bare skin was going to do that. Strangest part of the trip, getting asked for directions to Doc Hollandaise. I'm hoping he found it. He was way off.
Getting into the Halloween spirit, I made some Great Pumpkin cookies from a kit made for children. I didn't know you had to be a child to enjoy decorating cookies. They turned out pretty good. I made them to share and not to eat. I also found out that my Halloween lights in my window do not look as cool as they do in my apartment. But what do I care? The atmosphere they create is awesome. I like the orangely glow they create.
Last night I went to an epicure party out of town. To say the least, I felt out of place. I was the youngest adult. Although some of these parents were only 30, but they seemed older and made me feel younger. There ended up being a total of 12 children running around between the ages of 1 to 7 years old. Yeah, 12 kids 7 and under is a real treat. Especially when they get hyper because they are tired or when they start crying because they're tired. Ate too much dairy, paying for it today. Why is everything that is so good, so bad for you? I don't get this paradox. You'd think that if it's good, then it must be good for you. No. But when does anything appear to be what you think it is? Never. That expression: don't assume, because you make an ass out of you (u) and me. I like to think I'm inferring. Ha ha. Fail. Best part of the party was the mini pineapple cucpcakes and chilling with my man Hunter, who happens to be the coolest baby I've ever met. Seriously, the coolest baby I've ever met. He has slightly long hair, but it makes him look like a little country singer. It melts my heart. My problem with children is that I treat them like mini people. I don't know how people baby talk to children. That's what pets are for. LOL.
What do single girls do with no single friends on a Friday night when it starts getting cold out? Make cookies. This is pathetic. I'm 24 and I spent another Friday night in. You'd think that at my age people are going out and having fun. No. Not my friends. Or they don't invite me because they're doing couples things where only couples apply. Either way, my social life has gone from great to bunk. Don't worry about me. Next weekend is cased. It's Halloween and I have plans for every night next weekend. After that, I don't, but I'm one day at a time here and I'll worry about it in November.
Speaking of Halloween, I have yet to make my stencils. That's what I plan to do tomorrow. I have my pictures selected, I have 5 very large and beautiful pumpkins picked. All I have to do is make them. Which requires daylight and since the days are getting shorter, the supply of good day light is minimal in my little apartment, which I happen to adore now. Story about pumpkin picking. So I went and bought them on Wednesday at the grocery store. You can buy local pumpkins which are always super nice, but their size is small in comparison to what you can buy in the store. The problem with store bought pumpkins are that they are of poorer quality. I'm thinking its the process of transporting them from one place to the next stacked on top of each other in huge cardboard boxes where they get dinged and beat up along the way. So it's quite the process to find worthy pumpkins to carve e.g. they can't be too round, otherwise the stencil wraps too much and makes stenciling harder. Also if there are too many grooves in the pumpkin, it makes it harder to trace the stencil, and can screw up your carving if an important piece happens to fall in a groove. Pumpkins don't have to be flawless, only one side needs to look good. If you can find a pumpkin with one perfect face to carve on you're set. So I happened to stumble upon the most perfect giant cardboard box of pumpkins. Yes I had to go through 30 to get 5 and I had to thoroughly inspect at least 20 of them. It's like the pumpkin picker of this specific container knew that it would land itself in Saskatoon, where I would be on the hunt for the perfect selection of pumpkin carving pumpkins. So this fine picker left really long stems which add character to the pumpkin, but also make picking them up all the more easy. It's aethetics and functionality all in one. It's a beautiful thing. There aren't too many things that can be both at the same time. It was fate that I happened to find that box. In past years I've had to go through multiple cases and had to climb in and be one with the pumpkins to find anything worthwhile. This year was a breeze. I'm hoping it's a sign that all will be well this year for carving. Fingers crossed. I'm trying to make this my best year... until next year that is.
I got so lost in my one way discussion about pumpkins that I lost track of time and now I'm late and have run out of time to talk about everything else I wanted to say. Lucky for me, I have more time for writing and I now have the energy and want to write again. Yay!
7 days to go and counting.
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