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The One

October 15, 2010
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An unmarried girl or bachelor might say with a sweet sigh that he or she can’t wait to find “the one.”  Now, they might say there is no exact way to describe this dream person–they will just know it when they meet them.

The other day, Mitch and I went pumpkin hunting.  Oh, you haven’t heard of pumpkin hunting?  I was informed by Mitch upon arrival to our favorite local farmer’s market that pumpkin hunting is a very precise, non-technical, “you-know-it-when-you-see-it” process of searching for “the one.”  “I think we’ll just know!” he exclaimed after I asked him what size we should get.  Sound familiar?  We proceeded to walk by bins and bins of the large orange gourds while the sweet smell of cinnamon and nutmeg wafted through the air.  A few slightly promising heavy-lifts later, we were disappointed to find many pumpkins with dings and bruises that were downright misshapen.  We let out a sigh of discouragement and almost settled for just your average pumpkin.  And then it happened.  While casually walking by rows and rows of the things, Mitch picked up a pumpkin–a medium-sized, normal-looking pumpkin and declared it “the one.”  There was no arguing with my man about his discovery, so one perfect pumpkin and nine gourds later (we got a little excited about our pumpkin we decided it needed some friends to go with it), we happily walked to our car feeling like we had (in an autumn sense) arrived.  Our porch now has an ornament and our limited fall decorations feel complete.

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  1. October 18, 2010 2:18 am

    I swear you two are the cutest damn thing since ….. peter cottontail, or a sweet fresh young pony! I love reading your blog. You take me back to giddy first love so quickly! Thank you.

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