Can I just say that I've never had a pumpkin carving disaster like tonite? Because I haven't.
This is how it all went down.
I ran to Target to pick up a few things...including a pumpkin carving kit. I've never used a kit before. I usually carve up the traditional pumpkin face. Easy, cute and I've never had a disaster.
On my way home I called my sister to talk to her and tell her that I picked up a kit. She told me how easy and great this kit was--turns out we had the same kits. Score! This shouldn't take long at all.
And her pumpkin? Cutest, most perfect pumpkin that I had ever seen--she had e-mailed me a picture earlier in the day and it was adorable.
I got home and decided, hey, why not get this carving out of the way? That way we could enjoy our pumpkin all week long.
I asked Leo to pick out what design he wanted. I basically puffed out my chest and said that I could do any of them. Pick one out and I'll do it. This was mistake number one.
He picked out the haunted house with the works--a ghost that's punched out, a tiny scary smile and eyes on the house, teensy-tinsy windows....and so on. I told him what a great choice. How we would have the most AWESOME pumpkin ever.
I got to work. I tried the larger of the two saws. And I bent it. As in it had nearly broke in half. And on top of that? I was practically breaking a sweat trying to cut the lid off our pumpkin--this pumpkin was the THICKEST pumpkin that I had ever cut in my life. Picked up the second saw. I bent that one in TWO places. Obviously mistake number two was getting the biggest pumpkin that they had.
Finally got the lid off (with a knife) and cleaned out the pumpkin--which by the way? Was the easiest part of the carving experience. (Just thought I'd throw that in there).
I then started to trace the pattern.
That sucked. They give you a plastic spike thing and I basically had to cut one little hole at a time...took forever.
Then the carving began. With my two bent saws. I started to cut and cut. And cut. My hand is so cramped that I couldn't even open it at that point. More sweat. More cramps.
I looked down at my hand because it was stinging a little. Blood was all over my finger. I somehow sliced my finger open without even trying to--funny because I couldn't even cut through my pumpkin but yet I managed to cut myself?! This was turning into a nearly catastrophic event.
I then vowed to be more careful. And I broke saw number one. I was holding the handle and the saw was stuck in the THICKEST PUMPKIN EVER. I grabbed the second saw and started sawing away.
And wouldn't you just know that I BROKE that one, too!!
I am then left to carve with a paring knife and a steak knife. And a bloody finger. And two broken saws.
Stuck with the thickest. pumpkin. ever.
The end result was alright. Nothing great, nothing of the spectacular magnitude of my sister's pumpkin. And when I tried to take pictures without the flash to capture the hot mess that I nearly lost a finger over? It was blurry. Go figure. Guess I will have to read in my camera book what I need to do to ensure that my picture will come out not blurry....
The moral of this story?
No pumpkin carving kit for this momma. We will either paint a pumpkin or I'll do it old school like I did my entire life before tonite...