Well, it happened. 

The pumpkin has been slaughtered. Last Sunday we were supposed to have a male or 20 on birthday visit and so this was a great time to prepare the pumpkin. Such a big thing, you need a lot of eaters and luckily there weren't many cancellations because of the heavy snowfall and long traffic jams. 

On Saturday we prepared the pumpkin, because it had to go in the oven for about 4 hours. What do you think?. Does that lel just don't fit in my oven! 

Light Panic. Girlfriend called if the pumpkin can go in the oven with her. Unfortunately, it couldn't because her oven is broken. First, just let Saartje walk the dog and think quietly. On the street, I ran into a neighbor and asked her brutally if she has a large size oven. She has it and I was allowed to come by with pumpkin. They went away in the evening, so I got the key. So sweet.

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