My husband, in addition to being really really ridiculously good-looking, is a Renaissance man of sorts. He is very handy and is able to pick most things up really quickly and with minimal effort, which infuriates me because I have to practice incessantly to be mediocre. He can fix cars and motors, build practically anything, figure out technology issues, and is a good problem solver generally. Right now he is actually repainting his car, and it looks much better than the paint job he paid money to have done. He’s your quintessential jack of all trades.
For the past four falls, we have gotten pumpkins at the pumpkin patch to carve and decorate for Halloween. Zac has taken the lead on this, and has done a surprisingly good job. The first Halloween after Cole was born, we just got a few plain pumpkins and left them uncarved. The next year I think we went with the standard jack-o-lantern, with the triangle eyes and gap-toothed grin. Two years ago he decided to try his hand at carving a character pumpkin. He looked around for templates and went with a character that Cole really liked at the time: Blue from Blue’s Clues.
Cute, huh? It was a pretty easy template and he was pretty proud of himself. Last year we decided to carve two pumpkins for our two little pumpkins, and since we had taken a trip to Disney World earlier in the year Mickey Mouse seemed like the obvious choice.
And this was our second pumpkin last year, because we are no fairweather fans.
Both of those are very fine pumpkin carvings indeed. We displayed them proudly and shared pictures of them for our friends and family to ooh and ahh over, and ooh and ahh they did.
But that wasn’t enough for my pumpkin carving savant this year. No, this year he felt like really pushing the envelope and challenging himself. He decided that this year’s pumpkin would pay tribute to the our favorite TV obsession as of late, Breaking Bad. He searched through templates and found the one he wanted to attempt. I admit that I was skeptical. It looked very difficult and complicated. There was shaving and chiseling involved, you guys. But he was confident that he could pull it off, so he set to work. Last night, he called me downstairs to see his finished creation. And my jaw hit the floor.
There he was, Heisenberg himself. The man, Walter White. Carved into the surface of a foot-high pumpkin. To say I was impressed is an understatement. I honestly expected a mangled mass of wasted pumpkin when it was all said and done. But when it comes to Zac and his random hobbies, failure is not an option. We have a second pumpkin that is destined to become Jesse Pinkman this weekend.
Are there any random or unconventional things you’re really good at? For example, I’ve found that I’m really good at ending sentences with prepositions. What about you?