Pumpkin Porn

This is the first year I have actual pumpkin innards for all my yummy baking recipes. AB also baked the seeds last night — so delicious!

So, my carving took about three hours…

How cool does that look against the old architecture outside our window?

I love the boyfriend’s “Boo!” pumpkin too!

And he was finished in like an hour.

We bought one of those cheapy carving kits at Halloween USA, and it was so worth it, even for just the scraper. But holy crap, poking holes in a damn pumpkin is beyond mental exhaustion. Whew, gone are the days of wooden spoons and kitchen saws. I hope to take first place in the contest; I guess there’s a trophy involved. I’m certainly not getting one of those in any of my 5Ks any day soon.

WHICH, by the way, I proudly tackled the Hope Memorial Bridge after work last night. I thought it was a mental exercise just riding my bike. Holy crap. It was a little good for my ego. Especially in three weeks when I can get over myself, and just push through to finish my race.

While I will (modestly) behave myself at a family party tonight in Akron (I cannot WAIT to see how our costumes look completed), I do intend to return to some former (hoochie) glory by running around Cleveland on Saturday dressed as a half-naked Indian. And the boyfriend still has to buy some rope from Home Depot. Which may have everything or nothing to do with the costume itself, but all the makings for a Happy Halloween. Rawr.

Tricks, kiddies!

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