So Saturday, we wanted to go pumpkin picking. We went to a Mennonite run garden center because they usually sell baked goods that the kids enjoy. We got there about 1:30/2pm. They had a small display of pumpkins and no baked goods, Apparently we were late to the pumpkin picking party. Well, we took the drive and decided to go into their greenhouses. They did have some amazingly huge mums for only $6.99. They were 3 times the size of what the supermarket was selling for $4.99, so we bought 3. We also bought a pretty daisy plant, which we have since put in our house. Well, then I suggested going to a farm where youngest's cheer team and the other teams are going for a team bonding experience. When we got their it was packed. No room to park, and the fields were muddy looking. For this place they had no pre-picked pumpkins you could choose from. You had to pay for a wagon ride in order to go into the field and get your own. That is normally fun, but not when it had been raining every other day for months. So, then we decided to go to a farm we had gone to 2 years ago that had had loads of pre-picked pumpkins and local goods. It was 30 minutes from where we were. We got there and unbelievably there was an auction sign on the property! The farm had gone out of business!
We ended up going to a Mennonite grocery store/ garden center that we had passed on the way. They had plenty of pumpkins and lots of local baked/ cooked items. We got there at 3:50pm. They closed at 4. Dh was like, "It is really carpy to show up to a store right when they want to close". I agreed, but after driving for almost 2 and half hours for some stupid pumpkins, I said that I didn't care and we would be quick, which we were. So, I considered that a very wasted afternoon that I will never get back.