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PUMPKINS

Posted on 2010.10.08 at 04:16
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Current Mood: relievedrelieved
Yesterday Mom had business to take care of so Dad, Uncle Tom and I chilled at home while she was gone.

Grandma Stew stopped by to drop off some pumpkins and Halloween decorations for the party Mom and Dad are hosting at our house before they have to leave to start filming Breaking Dawn.

Dad and Uncle Tom ordered pizza and spent most of the afternoon watching scary movies and making a list of costume ideas for the party. Uncle Tom said that Dad and Mom should dress as vampires to which Dad replied, “Absofuckinglutely no way in hell!” Uncle Tom laughed and said, “Alright then, what about those plug and socket costumes?” “Bloody perfect for the two of you, don’t you think?” Dad got a huge smile on his face, and wrote the suggested idea down on his list. I moved from my spot on the back of the sofa onto Dad’s lap and purred loudly as he scratched behind my ears and said, “What costume shall we get for you, Jella?”

The thought of being dressed up in some ridiculous get up makes me want to puke up a hairball the size of a watermelon, but since I love Dad, Mom and Uncle Tom so much I am willing to accept the humiliation and let them have their fun.

As soon as they completed their lists and finished watching ‘30 Days Of Night’; Dad stepped out on the back deck to have a smoke and text Mom to confirm their plans for dinner later in the evening.

Uncle Tom and I walked around to the side of the house and checked out the pumpkins Grandma Stew had brought over. We also discovered the lawn service people forgot to put the small chain saws they used to trim some branches that were hanging low and scraping up against the windows back in their truck before leaving.

Uncle Tom stood there for a while looking back and forth between the pumpkins and the chain saws and then finally said “Hey Rob, I think it might be quite fun to carve the pumpkins in a non traditional way.” “Whaddya say we give these chain saws a go mate?”

Dad thought it was a brilliant idea and in the blink of an eye; he and Uncle Tom were standing over the pumpkins with chain saws in hand.

I did not know whether to stay and watch or run and hide but I suddenly felt relieved when big drops of rain began hitting my nose.

“Stupid bloody rain!” Dad yelled. ‘Always fucking up the best of plans!”

Uncle Tom laughed, but agreed with Dad as they both stood with disappointed little boy looks on their faces.

The rain started pouring down harder so Dad and Uncle Tom hurried to get back inside the house. Just as Uncle Tom was about to close the sliding door, Dad decided they could still have their pumpkin carving fun as planned; they would just put garbage bags on the kitchen floor and do it there instead.

At first Uncle Tom was apprehensive but once Dad convinced him that there would be very little mess as long as they paid close attention to what they were doing and stayed on the garbage bags, he was excited again and ready to get started.

Dad and Uncle Tom set everything up and started up the chain saws. This time I did not even need to think about staying to watch or running to hide. I ran as fast I could and dove under the bed because I knew this was not going to turn out well at all.

When I could no longer hear the sound of the chain saws, I decided to come out of hiding and check things out.

Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw next. There in the middle of the kitchen floor sat Dad and Uncle Tom covered in pumpkin from head to toe.

The kitchen was covered in pumpkin as well. There was pumpkin on the counters, on the windows, on the appliances, on the cupboards, on the table, on the chairs, and even hanging from the ceiling fan. Everyplace I looked all I could see was pumpkin!! Those pumpkins did not get carved they were slaughtered!!

I stood there in total shock and shuddered at the thought of what would happen when Mom came home.

A few minutes later, I heard the front door open and Mom’s sweet voice call out to Dad.

As I was scrambling to get back under the bed to hide, I could hear Mom yell ‘What the fuck!”

“Rob!”, “Tom!”; “What the hell were you two thinking?”

‘Seriously, this is fucking unbelievable!!”

“Which one of you came up with this bright idea?”

Dad pointed at Uncle Tom, Uncle Tom pointed at Dad and before Mom could say anything else a big glob of pumpkin fell from the ceiling fan and landed on her head, which sent all three of them into hysterical fits of laughter.

Dad got up and started cleaning the pumpkin mess out of Mom’s hair. When he was down to the last few pumpkin seeds, he flashed a sweet, but serious grin and said, “Think we can save any of this mess so you can make pies love?”

Mom looked at Dad’s puppy dog face, giggled, threw her arms around his neck, pulled him closer and gave him a long, loving kiss. “You’re still in trouble mister“, she said as she giggled and kissed him again.

Today the kitchen is clean and pumpkin free, the heavenly scent of freshly baked pie is lingering in the air, the house is adorned with spooktacular decorations, the Halloween costumes have been purchased, new pumpkins have been carved the traditional way, and like Shakespeare said, “ All’s well that ends well.”

Here I am with the pumpkin Mom carved.



Here I am trying to look spooky.



Here I am wearing my Halloween get up.




Peace & Love,
~ JSP




Comments:


cupcakecammie
cupcakecammie at 2010-10-08 17:22 (UTC) (Link)
<3
Lizzie
odaleia at 2010-10-08 17:42 (UTC) (Link)
Lovely.
The pictures are so...awwwwww.
LOL.
ext_255011 at 2010-10-09 02:10 (UTC) (Link)

Welcome back Jella

Welcome back Jella. We missed you. Don't stay away so long next time. I worried you were lost at Heathrow.
windmuse09
windmuse09 at 2010-10-10 23:44 (UTC) (Link)
Oh Jella you are just too adorable...I want to hold you tight!
paamspunk
paamspunk at 2010-10-14 02:32 (UTC) (Link)
Hello!
My name is Pamela and I'm owner of a Brazilian site about the Twilight Saga.
I like very much of your posts, congratulations! They are amazing!
I'd like your permission to translate and publish them on my site.

I await your reply,

Pamela.

(Sorry for bad english)
paamspunk
paamspunk at 2010-10-14 02:33 (UTC) (Link)
randee32
randee32 at 2010-10-18 13:05 (UTC) (Link)
I love your musings, Jella. LOL!! You are one cool cat!

I've been reading these for the past couple of months, but this is my first post. I always start my morning off reading the musings.

Hope you had a fun Halloween with your mom(Kristen), your dad(Rob), and your Uncle Tom. :)

becca79
becca79 at 2010-10-18 21:11 (UTC) (Link)

Baton Rouge

Dear Jella,

FYI Nikki Reed appears to have taken a massive pit bull with her to the BD set. Please be careful. Maybe you could ask your dad if they could take TomStu with them to keep you company while he's at work with your mum?
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