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Where Have All The Pumpkins Gone?

Missing Holiday Alert! I drove down Route 34 today and I want to tell you that all signs of the autumn harvest have been eradicated.

There's not a pumpkin, a mum or a hayride to be found anywhere. In their place now are snowmen made of white minilights,  blow-up yard decorations, and festive Christmas grave blankets with plastic poinsettias built into them.

So what happened to Thanksgiving? This is my favorite of all the holidays. God, what I would give now to wake up in the old house to the sounds and smells my mother was making as she got Thanksgiving underway.

Anyway.

Anyway.

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Thanksgiving has been eradicated as far as I can tell. Black Friday began on Veterans' Day which had the bad sense to fall on a Friday this year. That pushed the whole thing up a couple of weeks and eliminated the need for Thanksgiving, except I suppose if you're a football fan.

Thought you should know that I picked up the thread of your "that is all" category. I had something that just had to be said

Thanksgiving around here is Thursday. And I am making a pumpkin cheesecake.

I covet thy pumpkin cheesecake. (How many Hail Marys will that take?)

I feel the same way about pork roast, and mine is never as good as Gram's was.

Ah well. In the words of the great sages They Might Be Giants: "Make a little birdhouse in your soul." Forget Route 34 - the Thanksgiving in your home is the important one, lovey.

Kiss kiss.

We are living in a time of Thanksgiving haters, obviously.

The pumpkins are still out there. Go down 537 instead, toward Freehold, and they're in the fields; doesn't look like they were left there, it looks like they were unsold and thrown back for seed.

Sharon beat me to the punch. Plus, Menzels on 34 is run with German efficiency. They aren't going to leave things out.

That being said, for weeks now, I've been coveting one of those blow up snow globes. Not for any sort of wholesome reason, either: the sheer glee of seeing my so-atheist-it-hurts roommate's face when he opens his bedroom door and finds one of them occupying 90% of the room is worth an accellerated holiday season. I just wish they made inflatable nativity snow globes.

Via con Dios!

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