Pumpkin Drama

Happy Halloween!!
So over the last 3 weeks, some anonymous person has been leaving these miniature pumpkins (I'm talking like the size of a large grapefruit) all over the yards of my neighbors on my street. Day by day they popped up in silly, random places... on top of decorative rocks, shoved between tree limbs, sitting randomly on a retaining wall--- it gave our street tons of personality and charm.

EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT I NEVER GOT ONE!

I wanted one sooooooooooo baddddd.

Every day I'd literally run to the kitchen window to peek out the blinds to see if one had appeared in our yard, but no! Never! After 3 weeks, we never got a stinking, adorable, miniature neighborly pumpkin! I'm so peeved!

Everyday when I'd leave the house, I'd drive down the street, looking for new pumpkins, returning home in a jealous rage with a "There's three new ones around the Cloverleaf. Three!" or "The old man kiddie corner to us got one! He's going to be dead by Halloween."

The day our next door neighbor got one was a sad, sad day.

This morning, one showed up tucked in the shrub of the guy across the street. Psssssssssssssssssshhh.

So we bought our own pumpkin. Regular size, because who sells miniature sized pumpkins? But then I put a black mask on him, and now he looks like Zorro pumpkin, and that makes me feel better. Also, I took these Chinese lanterns, and cutout faces out of black paper and made jack-o-lanterns and witches out of them, and hung them in the palm trees outside our house. I feel better now.
(Although, I have to say, I was hoping that after we decorated our house, Anonymous Mini Pumpkin Person would see that we were all Halloweenlike, and therefore leave us a pumpkin, but alas, we have been left out of the party. Bummer.)

Mom went out on a walk this morning, so she and I conspired on how she should steal someone else's pumpkin and put it in our yard--- MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (Didn't happen. I don't know if she realized I was serious.)

So, alas, dear Anonymous Mini Pumpkin Giver, you have brought me such joy. I've loved watching these tiny gourds pop up day by day all over our street in uber random places--- it strikes a a happy chord in my random heart. But seriously? Did you really have to leave us out? You suck. If you ever come around here again, I'm throwing Zorro pumpkin at you. AND YOU BETTER NOT HAVE BEEN MESSING WITH OUT STREET BUNNIES.

Warmly, Holly.

Happy Halloween!