Sometimes Life Hands You Pumpkin Seeds

So, I said to myself, what are you thinking? You went to the fair yesterday, you had card class until the wee hours of the morning, you showed houses all morning. . . why did you promise your kids you would take them to the Estrella Hills Pumpkin Festival? Because, I say, I am a glutten for punishment and I don't know when to say when! BUT. . . in this case life handed me pumpkin seeds. You see, this fair was a charity event (and although I still haven't recovered from the closing of the Duncan Family Farms Pumpkin Festival--and the doom of our family tradition--)I was happy for a poor imitation. I was even happier when I discovered that my kids all got carve a pumpkin for the price of a small donation. So, you see, pumpkins carved, happy kids, and no cleaning up pumpkin guts for me! So it's not lemonade, but I'll take the pumpkin seeds!