A Pecan near the Pee-Can

A mysterious guest left us the housewarming gift in the master bedroom yesterday.

Tammy's father is building wooden thresholds for the doorways upstairs. He removed the threshold of the door leading from the master bedroom to the bathroom and headed downstairs for a spell. When he returned, he spotted a tiny pecan on the floor.

We have two theories: the east side of the house has several trees with squirrels. A squirrel could have found its way into the crawl space and stashed it in our bedroom for safekeeping. The other possibility lies in the spiritual realm, and perhaps some ghost has a pecan fetish, in addition to the rusty nail fetish. Even though this mysterious guest appeared on Hallowe'en Eve, Tammy hedges her bets on the material explanation.



Speaking of Halloween, kids are never too old to dress up and go trick-or-treating. Pamela dressed up as a cute, cuddly white cat, while David was a modern-day hippie, asking folks to sign a petition for "whirled peas" and "peas on earth." Many people got the joke and signed the petition. Others wanted nothing to do with it, and David casually replied, "That's cool, man." We saw many neat costumes and a live tarantula--yes, live!