1) Happy half birthday to me.
2) I thought the ZOO was a great place to see adorable kids. I stand corrected. Pumpkin patches, people. You bring out the hay bales and the corn mazes and just wait. Like flies to honey.
3) Anyways, yesterday I went on a double date (squeal!) to a pumpkin patch and had a big ol' coincidence.
But it requires a back story...
See this weird fluffy tumor?
That's Miriah, my sloth puppet.
See that thing on my bed?
Miriah also. 17 years later. A bit nappy.
I got Miriah when I was 8 and that was that. She went EVERYWHERE with me. I even used to talk to the cashiers while checking out at the grocery store with her. Creepy, right? She's been with me through EVERYTHING. Every move, every up, every down. I even brought her with me to grad school interview weekends.
Yesterday, I finally met the woman who made her. She had a booth at the pumpkin patch with an assortment of glossy, brand new Miriah siblings. It was totally an indie movie moment though... I started to tell her about how much this sloth puppet has meant to me, but then my sentence got cut off, the moment passed and before I knew it I was walking away, glancing backwards.
I wanna hear about YOUR one special stuffed
animal or security blanket.
Do you still carry it around?
Miriah in the wild...