Is it weird I haven’t been pumpkin picking outside of New Jersey?
That means the last time I picked a pumpkin, I hadn’t left for college yet.
In fact, I may not not have entered middle school yet. Is that terrible?
Yesterday, we changed that.
This trip was actually my first time picking pumpkins from a display selection rather than going on a hayride and picking them out of a big field. I was a little nostalgic for Jersey, but this made it pretty quick and easy.
Mine, by the way, has a concave butt.
And then we rode that ferris wheel behind me.
…We actually did no such thing.
But now I just need to figure out what to carve on my pumpkin. Haaaaalp.