I haven’t really been inspired lately to write anything funny. Complaining, nagging, whining and bi**hy…YES, but funny…not so much. Full plate at the household the last few weeks. But you all will hear about that in another post to occur after the first week of November! Stay tuned…
But one thing I do manage to fit in – to keep my sanity – is my exercise regime. Tonight as I was at my workout facility lifting my gluteus maximus for the one billionth time, the instructor told a tale of a little town in Ohio that has a Halloween ritual involving stolen pumpkins, crashing the pulp and seeds down a steep hill; and then imbibing teenagers hop on sleds and plow through the muck. (I believe, Casie, this is the correct usage of the word! tee hee)
Her story was inspiring, leaving my booty sore and my mind reeling. I had to research this event and share it with you all.
Now I am NOT condoning this behavior, but I am impressed that some of the teens were wearing helmets for the event; however, apparently when I am overwhelmed by MY life, I enjoy laughing at other’s stupidity. Is that so wrong?!
So with no further ado… I give you Chagrin Falls, OH, the Jr and Sr. classes Halloween Eve “Pumkin Roll 2K9.”