Reality check in the form of pumpkins and celery
posted in Alaska, Holidays and Festivals |Pumpkins. At this time of year, in Small Mountain University Town, every single grocery store is knee deep in pumpkins. There are pumpkin corrals out front, with cheesy scarecrows at the corners, and pumpkins of every size possible, from teeny-tiny to ginormous, spilling out in carefully orchestrated abandon. Pumpkins are sold by the pound, and tend to run about (if my memory is correct) 30 cents per pound or less.
Today, one of the items on our shopping list was a pumpkin.
Actually, two. One small, for school. One pumpkin-sized pumpkin for the carving and scooping and candles and all that Halloween stuff.
So the dotter and I went to Carrs.
No pumpkins out front.
No pumpkins right inside the door.
Helllooooooo? Pumpkins? Where arrreee you?!
I finally found the pumpkins, up front but in an out-of-the-way area. An itty bitty teeny tiny display with maybe 15 pumpkins total. The pumpkins were eighteen dollars for two pumpkins.
No. I am not shitting you.
Eighteen dollars for two.
There was a slightly bigger display of pumpkins at Three Bears. They also had some ginormous ones, and their pumpkins were being sold by the pound. Forty-nine cents per pound.
I thought this was the land of big veggies…
Wah! I wanna go home!
In another “wah!” item. OmegaDad finished painting the bedroom.
We had hemmed and hawed at the hardware store when purchasing paint. I wanted a sage-y color. The one I pointed out, he said, dubiously, “Looks awfully dark…” So we picked out a lighter shade of the same color. (Or so we thought.)
The paint is wet. The pink paint in the dotter’s bedroom was much darker when wet. Maybe greenish paint doesn’t behave the same way? Maybe when it dries out, it’ll be darker, instead?
Because right now, it’s a pale celery color.
Celery?!?! WAH!
(The above was written earlier. OmegaDad, seeing my downcast face and hearing my, “Is that what it looks like??” said we should go get more paint…after all, everything is already masked off, and we can paint over. So it looks like we’ll be getting an honest-to-goodness “sage” color after all. The paint, much dryer now, is still looking like pale celery. Or pistachio ice cream. Not what I wanted at all!)
