The thing about Halloween part 2

This post has been delayed a bit due to technical difficulties when first published. Oh well. Enjoy the pics.

Two days before Halloween I was in the mood to carve pumpkins. Like decorating a Christmas tree before the holidays, it just seems like part of the obligatory festivities. We headed to Wegmans, my fav grocery store, (they should really pay me considering the amount of publicity I give them) to purchase said pumpkins.

Unlike hanging ornaments, you can't carve pumpkins too prematurely because, well, they'll rot. I figured two days in advance would keep the decomposition smell to a minimum when children dressed as zombies eventually came banging down our doors in search of high fructose corn syrup.

When we arrived, we were startled to discover there were NO PUMPKINS.

Zero. Mind you, this is a store that has fresh sushi and stuffed cornish hens in stock 24-hours a day and started stocking pumpkins in September---and now, two days before the big event and there are NO pumpkins?! They even had those teeny, wimpy pie-making pumpkins for sale in the veggie aisle, but nothing worth carving!?

What's worse, the customer service people said most of their stores within a 10-mile-radius were completely sold out. They didn't even have those great little pumpkin carving knives left over. Incredible. If Wegman's doesn't have it...no one will. Tragic.

Pumpkin shortage hits Western New York.

I started to regret not having bought a pumpkin at the Great Pumpkin Farm back in early October. Come Thursday we were about to throw in the towel, but my landlord had placed 5 (FIVE!!!) un-carved pumpkins on the porch and they were very tempting.

Lucky for us our landlord supports Obama and likes "spreading the wealth around." Specifically the pumpkin wealth.

We snagged two pumpkins and since neither us nor our landlord were going to be home to hand out candy, I carved one pumpkin with a helpful arrow for neighborhood children encouraging them to head to the next house.

Unfortunately, come sun down on Halloween, the first floor neighbor rang our doorbell and told us he was planning on handing out candy. Oops.

We suggested turning the arrow towards the house for good measure. Alas. It was fun while it lasted!