This passed Sunday my girlfriends and I had a fun filled evening with junk food, scary movies, knives and glitter paint. The girls painted and carved while I got it into my head to create a pumpkin masterpiece. I don’t know why… I might be a masochist. Next year I’m going back to the old triangle standard of pumpkin decorating, its quick and painless. It took me something like 8 hours to finish this bad boy, but I eventually did and I’m quite satisfied with the result. Even if the process was kind of the devil.
Maybe it was more like 5 hours, I stopped in the middle to crochet my friends some little pumpkins and to have pizza in front of the TV. It was a lovely evening.
The sad ending is that my pumpkin didn’t survive the week. It withered and crumbled into itself and I had to throw him away last night, I blame the unseasonably warm weather we’ve been having. Maybe next year I’ll try my hand at painting a pumpkin, or perhaps I’ll go a step further and buy a plastic pumpkin to paint… hmm. I don’t know. At least I have a picture to remember you friend, my last pumpkin… ever.
(Probably not ever)