October is special to me for many reasons. First of all, it’s the month I fell in love with my husband 16 years ago, and I’m still madly in love with the sexy beast today. Secondly, it’s my birthday month, so I get spoiled rotten. Finally, it’s the start of fall, my favorite season. The season of pumpkin patches, stews bubbling on the stove and Sundays intertwined with the sexy beast on the couch, sleeping during the second and third quarters and waking up just in time to see the last downs and the final score.
I’ve spent most of my 42 years in Davis, and for that, I’m grateful. It really wasn’t by choice I must admit. Whether or not you get to choose your parents is debatable at best, but the town you end up being born in isn’t a choice at all. I just got damn lucky. Even remaining here all of these years really was out of my control. I have an overwhelming amount of family in the area, my job is here, and I was raising children as soon as I was out of school. Where better to raise children than in Davis? It was a no-brainer.
So, as another October in Davis has arrived, I’ve been embracing all that the season has to offer. On Saturday my husband, our youngest son Logan and I tackled the Guinness Book of World Records “Largest Corn Maze” at Cool Patch Pumpkins. It kicked our ass.
Halfway through my 7 year old said, “I wish we never did this! I want to go home!” He kept repeating this for the next 40 minutes as well as “I’m going to die here!” as we wound our way through the second half of the dizzying maze, with only quick stops to pet the fuzzy caterpillars making their way through the maze seemingly faster than us. When we emerged sweaty and triumphant, we skipped the pumpkin patch, the BBQ tri-tip sandwiches and the plethora of entertainment for kids and grumpily got in the car and returned home.
The next day, after lunch at Plainfield Station, we picked up my niece and went to Bobby Dazzler’s Pumpkin Patch out by Davis Municipal Golf Course and enjoyed what felt like the first day of fall with the breeze on our faces, and leisurely chose our pumpkins & gourds before retiring to the sofa for an afternoon of football.
I, like you, learn about happenings in Davis from all sorts of sources, one being Davis Life Magazine. We have a wonderful group of people, all happy to be living in Davis, and all bringing you stories that celebrate our community, residents, events, bounties, thoughts, opinions and our surrounding region. I want to thank them for reminding me on a regular basis what Davis has to offer, and I’m glad that I get to share my experiences with them. In the past month I’ve been on stage with Elizabeth, our “Just Say Yes” writer, shared a beer at The Grad with Eric, our “Pastorized” beer blogger, enjoyed a meal and wine pairing at the Senders Wine owners’ home along with Megan, our “Basic Recipe” photographer, have enjoyed three office drop-bys from Paulo, our new “Macho Sports” writer, bumped into Walking Bob who was walking of course, and was tortured through a corn maze at the suggestion of Marie, our “Cow Patties and Mud Pies” writer… You’re all adding memories to my life in Davis, and I’m sure to the Davis experience of many of our readers.