It's Halloween. We returned from vacation Monday night and last night was a mad crush of catching up on homework because it's the end of the quarter and Team Testosterone is (quite rightfully) in panic mode. Tonight trick or treating begins at 5 o'clock sharp, so we'll squeeze in homework around that grand tradition of scavenging through the old 'hood for candy while dressed in our Halloween best.
What we didn't do is carve pumpkins, which is to Halloween what decorating trees is to Christmas. Egads! No jack o' lanterns on our porch! No frightful wielding of Ye Olde Cutco Cutlery Carving Knyfe. No cursing whilst striking matches in the wind. No rash rising up my wrists and arms as a result of my Strange Allergy to Pumpkin Guts.
This causes some dismay here at Chez Green Girl. We grew pumpkins for carving. We picked said pumpkins for carving (after calling "Dibs!" on various squashes since August). We hauled said pumpkins to the front porch where they added a festive autumn vibe for the past month and a half. But we haven't cut scary or spooky or happy or angry or bizarre faces in their tough skins.
But Mr. D suggested that we don't have to stick to the arbitrary date of Halloween to carve pumpkins. "Why do you have to do it before Halloween?" he asked. "Let's stretch the holiday out--carve them tomorrow night--or Friday. We live in the country. The only people who look at our jack o' lanterns is us, so who cares? Let's put a pin* in the pumpkin carving for now and do it later."
The man has a point.
We did that very same thing for our anniversary date. That occasion was back in mid-August, yet we still haven't gone out to celebrate. And Mr. D's birthday is tomorrow, but we're sticking a pin in that holiday for at least a week (because of games and practices and a wedding and the aforementioned extension of Halloween) until we've got time to properly observe it.
So, we're putting a pin in pumpkin carving, but we're taking care of the important business of trick or treating tonight because you cannot put that off till later (although, if you do, David Sedaris wrote the FUNNIEST piece EVER on the topic--go read it NOW for gut-ripping laughs).
*For those of you unfamiliar with pins, this is a reference lifted from the movie Bolt: