Barbequed pumpkin? Yuck!
Noooo…. Last night boyfriend and I went to Piggy’s BBQ and CHOWED down.
(Not pictured, the best fried okra ever) & let me just say, I can’t believe he ate the whole thing.
Then we went to the Pumpkin Patch at a local church to pick out the perfect one!!
Boyfriend liked the tall ones… I liked the big ones… So we made a compromise J
|The cutest boyfriend ever with the perfect pumpkin|
And after all the crap I gave about picking a pumpkin with a pretty stem and how it is VERY important NOT to pick it up by the stem… The first thing Bozo does when we get home and place it by the fireplace - he walks up and takes a nibble at the stem's perfect curly-q.