Not sure why, but somehow during the carving process, our jack-o-lanterns were named Georgie and Irma. So here they are above, Georgie and Irma, on our front porch awaiting the arrival of trick-or-treaters.
Above is Georgie, glowing from within. Below, the pumpkins waiting to be carved.
Normally, hubs does all the carving after I've drawn the faces, but he looked upon this year's drawings with skepticism. I think his exact words were "You've GOT to be kidding, right?" (I wasn't.) So I said I would carve them myself. And I did. I broke one eyeball, after I had completed all the basic carving and was just trimming corners. You can see the toothpick supporting the pupil if you look closely.
But all in all, I don't think I did too badly for a novice pumpkin carver.
Belated Happy Halloween to you all!