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October Time

My blog has been stale because my life has been delicious. It is an inverse relationship...

Life Pace = 1/Number of Blog Posts

As you can see as the number of blog posts goes to zero, the value of life pace goes to infinity. And if you have no idea what I'm talking about please continue reading...I promise to limit my nonsense equations.

The truth is I have had some grand adventures lately. And by "grand" I really mean "grand", huge, incredible, exhilarating. They are so grand they warrant their own post...not to be confused with this post, which is the pre-grand adventures post.


But even pre-grand adventure posts can include mini-adventures, especially if they involve mazes, bunnies, and pumpkin patches. Oh yes, and plenty of kids with Type 1 Diabetes. 


Chris and I decided to tag along with the Huntsville Hot Shots group for their fall get-together at Tates Farms. And we may or may not have participated in the pumpkin gathering from 'le pumpkin patch and the hay ride and the giant jumpy thing and the farm animal petting zone. 








The moral of the story: go get yerself a pumpkin from a real patch...its pretty neat-o. 


The second moral of the story: don't give up on blogging for a whole month.

Comments

  1. I'm all in for MORE nonsense equations! 'cause
    nonsense equations \propto fun factor :D
    New blog title pic is great!

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  2. YEAH!!!! a new blog we love hearing about what's up.
    Mom

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  3. @Vera: Thank you for commenting! So nice to meet another "nerd" with Type 1!!

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