Every year, my family gets together for a pumpkin carving party, where we (duh) carve pumpkins and eat delicious snacks. Beginning last year, the BF and I also have our own private pumpkin carving party, and we watch scary movies and roast pumpkin seeds while we carve. It has become a competition between us who can carve the better pumpkin, and, so sad for him, I always win. I must say, I am a fantastic pumpkin carver; I must have inherited that skill from my Mom, 'cause she is a super carver too. I love carving pumpkins! This year, I did a scary jack-o-lantern-headed scarecrow blowing in the wind, and the BF did a spooky face peeking through some blinds.
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Wow, those are pretty awesome! Props to the BF, who lent his awesome camera skills. Unfortunately, we may have carved a tad too early, because it is one and a half weeks away from Halloween and our pumpkins have already started to rot. My jack-o-lantern head folded back on itself, so now it just looks like a headless scarecrow. Kinda loses the effect.