Happy Halloween!

While grocery shopping in late September, I found the most perfect pumpkin for Halloween. My only concern with buying it was that it was so early, I didn't want to cut into it the end of October and find that it had spoiled so badly I couldn't use it. After three different trips during the week to this same store, I finally gave in and bought not just the perfect pumpkin, but a second, almost-perfect pumpkin for Mr. Perfect to have as well.

Boy, was I in luck. We kept it in the kitchen at first, then the basement, and finally out with Psycho Wunderhund in the backyard. Apparently, we hit on just the right combination for our pumpkin storage technique, because when we cut into those pumpkins last night to carve them, there was nary a spoiled spot in sight. Hurrah for our side!

I found a really fun face online, but Mr. Perfect went for the gusto. Disneyland was all decorated up for Halloween while we were there, and they had "carved" pumpkins in the town square surrounding Walt Disney's statute. Mr. Perfect took pictures of a couple he was considering for his pumpkin:

Can you guess which one he chose? That's right: Jack Skellington. Here he is, the Grand Artist (said with a French accent), hard at work.

And it turned out amazing. I like it better than the one at Disneyland.

Here's mine, too.

And together.