Goodbye October. Yes, October.

We got rid of the pumpkin. Finally.

If you came over to our place any time in the past 5 months, you'll know what I'm talking about.

At the beginning of October, my grandma and grandpa hosted a halloween/fall party.

The guys decorated pumpkins. Mike got a little creative and ended up with Jesus on his pumpkin.

We referred to it as the "Jesus pumpkin" from there on out.

(Blasphemous? I hope not. Then again, that would be in true Mike fashion.)

The pumpkin sat on our porch from October thru February.

Disgusting. I know. But that's how little we open our side door.

Finally, after a little nagging on my part(hello! I wasn't going to do it.),

Mike rid us of the pumpkin. Yes, it was nasty and Mike was screaming in agony the whole time.

I tried to take a good picture but he was running to the trash can. Fast.

I coaxed him to stop for 5 seconds so I could snap this.

You're probably not even looking at the pumpkin. Sexy morning hair, huh?

Glad that's gone. I'm thinking of making a wreath to adorn our porch.

But it will have to fit both spring and summer... because we know it'll be there for at least 5 months.