I've seen people getting grief because their Christmas tree is still up in February. Back in January, my dad started this big fuss because I still had pumpkins on my front porch. Yes, I get it: it's sad, and lazy. They should have been thrown away months ago. But they did look pretty under the snow.
In my defense, we rarely use the front door, meaning I rarely take notice to what's on the porch. Today, I went out to get the mail, and this is what caught my eye:I was speechless. I'm still speechless, and a bit disgusted. But, ya'll will be proud to know that they finally made their way to the dumpster. Say bye-bye to little Jack-o-lantern.Now I just need to hose pumpkin snot off my steps. Wonderful.