Monday, October 15, 2007

I Once Was The Great Pumpkin

It was a dark and snow stormy night. The witching hour had finally come to pass. I gazed at myself in the mirror - the "Great Pumpkin" look was me all over.

The trip in this blizzard would be a long one and I had to arrive at my destination in time for Halloween. As we drove, I hung my head out the passenger door window to help the driver follow the lines painted on the road. I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. I was developing freezer burn, but that was the least of my worries. I kept yelling "hurry" but thanks to the weather there was no hurry this Halloween.

At last, the lights of my destination appeared. I was met at the door by a woman wearing a nurse's uniform. "Great costume," I remarked. She was not amused.

"How far along is your pumpkin?" she asked. "Nine months, six days," I answered. "Is it your first pumpkin?" First and most likely last I thought. "Yes," I answered. She informed me I had probably made a mistake in calculating my pumpkin growth chart, as my pumpkin wasn't large enough to be delivered for this Halloween celebration.

"Go for a walk," she suggested. "Your pumpkin will be late for the celebration. No Halloween winner for you this year."

Walk? She wanted someone dressed as the "Great Pumpkin" to walk. How long, how far? O.k., this pumpkin was getting really heavy and it was evident I would soon be viewing it from a spot on the corridor floor.

Where did that woman dressed as a nurse go? All the doors down the corridor were closed. I started opening them, one by one, looking for the pumpkin patch.

Aha! A man dressed as a doctor was placing a recently arrived pumpkin in the patch. "I've got another one for you," I called to him. The woman in the nurse's uniform shook her head and whispered to the doctor. "Check her anyway," he ordered.

The disbelieving woman in the nurse's uniform reluctantly checked and found to her surprise that my pumpkin was well on its way. Minutes later I participated in the Halloween celebration. A new pumpkin for the patch.

"A witch or a warlock?" I asked the doctor. "A princess," he replied.


My little princess was six years old before she realized that people did not come to our door on the 31st of October asking for candy because it was her birthday, but rather because it was Halloween.

It is her favorite holiday and she firmly believes that everyone should celebrate because it is her birthday after all.

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Blogger Miriam Robbins said...

I love this, Maven! When I was pregnant with my own first pumpkin (born November 11), I dressed up for Halloween and went to work, wearing a large orange shirt. Taped to my abdomen were three black paper triangles and a horizontal gap-tooth crescent, which made my very pregnant belly into a smiling Jack O'Lantern face!

October 15, 2007 at 4:57 PM  
Blogger Jasia said...

Wow, what a great story! You do manage to come up with the best fM. You absolutely had the happiest of Halloweens and will forever more. What a wonderful way to mark the day than with a new pumpkin for the patch. Take a bow fM. You've outdone yourself this time.

October 15, 2007 at 7:13 PM  
Blogger footnoteMaven said...

Thanks you two, but the bow belongs to the Good Lord who has a sense of timing and a sense of humor.

Happy Halloween!


October 15, 2007 at 7:40 PM  
Blogger Terry Thornton said...

Maven, This is the best --- I'd agree with Jasia that you've outdone even the Maven this time! Great Halloween tale, super family history story, and funny as all get out! Thanks. HOGS COG!

October 16, 2007 at 6:33 AM  
Blogger footnoteMaven said...

This morning my youngest daughter called, she reads the blog on occasion.

In the beginning of the article she said she thought it was going to be about me as a child dressed as the "Great Pumpkin." By the end she said she was crying.

Now she wants to frame the story with her sister's baby photo to give to her sister for Christmas.

I can see each of my children will want a day of their birth story and I think she’s correct; it will make a nice Christmas present.


October 16, 2007 at 10:05 AM  
Blogger Charley "Apple" Grabowski said...

You write so well! This was wonderful. I loved this line.

"A witch or a warlock?" I asked the doctor. "A princess," he replied.

October 16, 2007 at 2:56 PM  
Blogger footnoteMaven said...

Thank you so much, Apple.

You have hit on my favorite line and the one that made my daughter cry.


October 16, 2007 at 4:32 PM  
Blogger Nikki - Notes of Life said...

What a wonderful story and I love how you've told it! :D I hope the princess has a wonderful birthday this year.

October 17, 2007 at 11:16 AM  
Blogger Janice said...


I, like your daughter, thought it was a story about a real pumpkin costume. I pondered when the nurse was not amused and from there figured it out. I can understand completely why your daughter might want to frame it!

Thank you for sharing your personal story with all of us.


October 20, 2007 at 6:41 AM  

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