OK... the deed is done. We opened up the tent about 5 hours into what should have been their next day and all the plants gave us that look, like WTF Aunt M... what's with the lack of light? A quick check with the loupe showed a few more ambers than 17 hours ago, and that confirmed our decision to go ahead. If we hadn't turned up Alice's Restaurant so loud when they played the traditional noontime rendition of the old Thanksgiving song on the local radio station, you probably would have heard the screams from your house, and not just from the plants. It seems that J. is a little squeamish and when the guts started popping out on the other side, she about lost it.
I hope your day is going well! Gobble Gobble!