Corn Cops

Last weekend (not this past cold and rainy one...the one before that, which was much more pleasant) I had a friend over for the weekend. Mon Amour was in charge of his company's corn maze fund raiser for the weekend - so he was stuck there every afternoon. Which allowed my friend and I to spend some lovely time together catching up!

We didn't abandon Mon Amour for the whole weekend though. We actually helped out for a sizeable chunk of time.

We got to be "Corn Cops" - which meant that we got to wear these terribly unflattering bright yellow vests,

while we stood on an elevated platform in the middle of the of the maze and rescue people when they got lost.
Marge was our rescue dog. 99% of the people liked her. We only traumatized one little kid.

By the end of the weekend my friend and I could have navigated that maze blindfolded. We were pretty pleased with that accomplishment, until we realized how ridiculously useless such a skill is. In 2 weeks, the maze will not even exist any more... oh well.

But the best part of the weekend was that for once in our friendship, we succeeded in getting a picture of the two of us doing something together.

That's pretty much a first.
Go us!