Dreary day

So I'm sitting here, putting off housework, thinking of some long lost friends. I'm not quite sure why a dreary day makes me nostalgic, but it always seems to happen that way. I don't understand why some people are only your friend when it is convenient for them. Like work friends, as soon as you are no longer in their view from day to day, you slip into a void. It takes a lot of effort to be someone's friend, but I get tired of being the only one who puts in that effort.

Punkin' Chunkin'

We went to the big event in De yesterday... and it was actually interesting to see huge machines built to fire Pumpkins long distances. Of course it was also a big attraction for a bunch of whackos to break out the alcohol as early as they possibly could. But since we were there during the daylight hours, I'm sure we were spared the most of the alcoholic crowd. The baby didn't much care for the noise of the air guns and I was disappointed not to see more activity from the "old fashioned" sling shot machines. But I'm sure there will be a time that we go back again..... You never know - we might end up being part of that drunken crowd... LOL