IHOP Girl: The Great Pumpkin...

Saturday, September 26, 2009

The Great Pumpkin...

I need to post a picture of my recent visit to SC, but until then I will give you a picture of the conversation my parents and me had this morning...

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Dad- So, your sister wants a Fall themed wedding. I'm going to go dressed as a Giant Pumpkin, with suspenders to hold it up.

Me - Hey we could glue pumpkin seeds to the suspenders, and you can wear a green body suit, and we can make leafy shoes that look like the pumpkin foliage.

Mom - Don't encourage him!

Me - Oh, and you can stand outside the reception holding a side. "Reach inside for a treat"

Mom - You're not helping...I think Dad's genes were passed down too well

Dad - I'm going to walk her down the isle in that, I'm even going to build a flap in the back as a gas trap...and the suit will drop candy from the back as I walk!

Me - Haha, instead of a flower girl we'll have candy Dad. Dad, you will make it worth going to a wedding...

Dad - I'm wearing a cowboy hat, chaps, and a stick pony to your wedding.

Me - I don't quite like when the shoe is on the other foot.....

Hahaha, there was more, but you get the idea. For more wonderful wedding ideas, please see SFL - he is always available!

7 comments:

shrunken_frontal_lobe said...: yes, i do serve as a wedding consultant; i'll also name your husband or children, for a small fee. i might even do it gratis, if i deem it.

i already have an idea for an aboriginal wedding for a certain someone i know. loin cloths, mud coatings, extended camping expeditions, and in the end the nuptuals carried out under the stars with a huge bonfire a blazing. how romantic!

he!; 7:39 PM
Jess said...: Hey! That sounds fabulous!! Except for the loincloth and mud coating part. Not too sure about that. But I'm also not sure I can afford your fee. Danny and I are dirt-poor. Ha. Ha. Dirt. Mud. Get it? Although, given the limited amount of rain Australia's been having lately, I don't think there would be any mud unless you mixed it with your spit -- and not even you can produce that much spit. Perhaps you could save it up over the years in a big plastic container -- and then, when the wedding date arrives, dump it out all at once to form a giant mud wallow in which every member of the wedding party could roll around and make themselves a marvelous bug-proof coating for the ceremony. Could we also serve native Australian delicacies for hors d'oeuvres? That would be wonderful. I will leave it to you, my wonderful wedding consultant. Thank you.; 3:08 PM
shrunken_frontal_lobe said...: well, any aborigine worth their mud knows how to find water in the wilderness. you must dig! also, their are numerous tubers that contain significant quantities of water. however...

i like the way you think. why waste precious water when we have an abundant source right with us?

WOT loved your idea by the way.

BREAK OUT THE DROOL BUCKETS AND COMMENCE COLLECTION!

if you'd like to be scented you may wish to request all drool donors to eat peppermints, spearmint, garlic, tabasco, etc.

we will strain out the large chunks of bacteria closer to the actual nuptuals.

send all donations directly to Jess for saving in her hopechest.; 4:18 PM
Clair Bannerman (alias) said...: THAT IS NASTY....I can't believe my elegant, ah, wonderful friend would make such a suggestion...; 11:19 PM
shrunken_frontal_lobe said...: clair,

my vast experience with females from all walks of life is that they are indeed cruder, scuzzier, gassier, happier, stronger, more couragious, more patient, and yes smarter than their male counterparts. so your observation that Jess is "nastier" than even SFL, merely authenticates my thesis.

he!; 1:27 PM
Jess said...: SFL...um, thanks -- I think?? Hehehe! ;)

I know, Jess, I can't believe I brought it up either. So much for being ladylike!! LOL!

:D; 9:58 AM
shrunken_frontal_lobe said...: my pleasure as always.

yours,

The Great Pumpkin (aka punky); 10:07 PM

Movie Night In...I love a good movie!

Mega Mind
Taking Chance (Will make you cry like a baby)
Charlotte Grey (A bit of a different take on Nazi Germany)
Series - Merlin (I LOVE BBC)
Robin Hood (Okay, a love Russell Crowe, you'll have to understand that about me...)
Kingdom of Heaven (Chuck full of acting power with an epic tale)
Miss Potter (Such a great film! Story of the creator of Peter Rabbit)
How to Train your Dragon (Possibly my favorite animated movie ever...I'm like a little kid, I watch it over and over)
Buck (Sundance winner, Biography of Horse Trainer, heart touching)
Lost in Austin (Modern day spin on Pride and Prej.)

Life as a nurse...

Great words by Reb Jeff: Vayishlach: Facing Death

"Rachel died. She was buried on the road to Ephrat — now called Bethlehem. Jacob set up a pillar above her grave. It is the pillar at Rachel’s grave to this day."–Genesis 35:19-20

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vidui http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva_(Judaism), and preparing the notifications to the community, feel like little fragments of the sacred. I have been entrusted with the care and tending of the most powerful, complex and difficult emotions that a person can experience in life. I have been made, in some small part, a guardian of the memory of a departed soul — a life that touches upon many other lives.After dropping off my older daughter at her high school this morning, I made a stop at Treasure Coast Hospice http://www.tchospice.org/, a remarkable organization that sets a very high standard for the loving and respectful care of the dying. There, I visited a lovely man whom I have seen a few times in his hospice room. I sat by his bedside and listened to him (in full possession of his faculties) as he told me about his worries about his family, the support of his wife after he is gone, and the future of his children and grandchildren. I was deeply moved by the way he put any concern for himself — even while facing death — in a distant backseat to his concerns for his family. When my own time comes, I can only hope to have his awareness of the way that one life can touch so many others.Also at hospice, I visited a woman I have known for the past two years — a dear soul who is a former Jewish religious school director. I sat with her, too, singing psalms to her as I listened to her heavy and labored breathing. I have no medical training, but I have come to know the sound of a person who is close to death. The body begins to fight for each breath as it slowly looses it grasp on life. As I held her hand and sang, I realized that being a rabbi is no protection against becoming one of the people caught in the web of connection. I, too, am changed by the loss of a life that has touched mine.Later in the day, I met with a couple from our congregation. She had just learned that her brother died yesterday in a car crash. Coming to terms with the loss is made more difficult for her by the fact that she and her brother had not seen each other or spoken in five years. Sometimes, people think it is easier to mourn the death of someone who has moved out of your life. In my experience, though, it's harder. Grief is magnified by wounded love and regret. I have no magic words to say to ease the pain of mourning. All I can do is listen, become a vessel in which people place their stories, and offer compassion.Actually, there is one more thing I can do. I can have faith that "all I can do" is all that I need to do. It is enough.In this week's Torah portion (Vayishlach) Jacob watched Rachel, the love of his life, die in childbirth. He was overcome by grief. Jacob had worked for his cruel uncle Laban for fourteen years to earn the right to marry Rachel. Now she was gone. Because she died while they were traveling, Jacob had to bury her by the side of the road. He built a pillar of stones on the spot to mark the place as sacred.This is what we all do, in one way or another, when death enters our lives. We grieve and our hearts break. We wish that we could continue to walk along the path of life with our loved ones forever, but the dead cannot fully join us. We have to leave something behind in order to resume our own journey. So, what do we do? We mark the moment as sacred. We erect monuments — both in cemeteries and in our hearts. The stones we place on top of stones remind us that a life may end, but its sanctity is forever.The Torah says that the monument Jacob built for his beloved continues to stand until this day. A life that touches the lives of others never ceases to send living reverberations throughout the web that binds us all.