I have a bit of a holiday infatuation.
When the holidays roll around, you can expect my house to be decorated, the proper music to be playing and holiday specific baked good cooking in the oven.
My roommates always dreaded when the holidays came around – I’d force them to watch every holiday movie when running around our apartments with armful of pumpkins, garland or tiny bunnies.
No surface is left untouched.
One of my favorite things to do at Halloween is pumpkin carving. By that I mean, I monster mash around the kitchen while eating pint of pumpkin ice cream while forcing someone else to do all the work. The best one: my Dad.
For years I try to come up with a design to stump him but he has never failed (he still brags about when I was a kid and insisted on a pikachu jack o’lantern which he nailed). This year however, I decided to take matters into my own hands.
I mentioned in my last post that I have to fit all things autumnal into the few remaining weeks before Thanksgiving since I missed out on most of October.
This weekend I grabbed a few handfuls of fall flowers, a big round pumpkin, some (3 cartons) pumpkin ice cream and a few Halloween movies. I had big plans.
Personally, I think it’s a sin to carve a pumpkin while the sun is still out, so I passed away the time with another Halloween tradition: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.
I started reading this every fall a few years ago. Nothing quite says Halloween to me quite like: “troll in the dungeon! Thought you ought to know” *faints*
This is the first year I got to read the illustrated edition and holy Hogwarts am I smitten with it!
The perfect thing to tide you over until Fantastic Beasts comes out!
When the stars started popping out, it was time to get to work.
With a pumpkin, peanut butter cup sundae. Naturally.
And roasted pumpkin seeds, of course.
It only took me 20+ years to create my own Jack O’Lantern and let me tell you, I’m very, very proud of him.
His name is Rufus and until he starts getting moldy, I will fervently refuse to turn lights on in the house and will walk around carrying him.
The holidays are upon us. Rufus is just the start!