Therapy of choice? Pumpkin carving

Mr Maybe and I carved pumpkins last night.

I have to admit I had been looking forward to this for quite a while.

Mostly because reaching for a kitchen knife after a long, hard day in the office and proceeding to yank out a pumpkins innards – only to then additionally carve a smiling face into its lifeless corpse … is quite a cathartic experience.

… or is that just me?


Readers note: Mine is the one with the smile formed out of fangs and toothpicks, whereas Mr Maybes is the Forrest Gump one on the right that looks like it belongs in a Pixar movie.

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