Ear Full of Pumpkin

To get the full story, see the first post... but if it's the short story you want... just know that I have pumpkin puree in my ear. And between my toes. And behind my knees. And in my hair. I've cleaned pumpkin puree from the underside of my cabinets, inside my coffee pot, and out of my oven. My hands are tinted a permanent shade of orange and I'm pretty sure if you got close enough, I'd smell a little like roasted pumpkin seeds. Did I mention, I have the equivalent of 25 cans of pumpkin puree in my freezer? Well, I did anyway... I've plowed my way through the punkin' and have moved on to things like canning!