Carving Holiday Messages in Pumpkins.

A full Happy Halloween at that too. Now that I’ve scraped out the innards on fifteen or so pumpkins, I’m all carved out. My feet hands are cold, and my nose is full of pumpkin guts odor. Not to mention my clothes have all that stringy pulp on them, and I found two wet seeds in my shoes. Yuck!

Next step is to add lights inside them and carve up a few more scary faced pumpkins to line the driveway here at my inlaws house. I’m sure they will have enough to decorate the entire veranda and the front entrance way too. I need more empty buckets for the discarded innards and smelly chunks. I like the results but the process is very unpleasant if you have sensory issues with slimy, stringy, wet, cold pulpy stuff. Ugh. Makes my skin crawl. Got it up to my elbows, and caked around my wrists for good measure.

In other news it’s warm and sunny out today. So not the coldest pumpkin guts I’ve had to handle, not by a long shot. I’ve carved in the rain, flurries, and an all out early snow (kinda). Ice cold pumpkin guts with numb your fingers in seconds. Most uncomfortable trying to cut and detail when you can’t feel either of your hands.

Pretty sure it is Wednesday today. The big day for all kids, both young and old is tomorrow. The kids have been trying to nail down a costume choice for the school day since October 1st. I think they might have finally decided, but what happens tomorrow morning is still up for grabs. A late stage change of heart can either save the day or ruin it. Oh to be a kid again! Ha.

November will be here before you know it. Wow two months of school gone in the blink of an eye. Next blink will be Christmas break! I mean they still have six months of the school year left at that point, which feels like a long haul, but by the time you hit May 1st, and all the activities ramp up, and the temperatures soar, time seems to hop, skip, and jump forwards by multiples.

For now I’m taking a breather from carving holiday messages in pumpkins, and putting my feet up for a little while. Ciao Bella.

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