Jason and I had the whole weekend planned out. We were going to have dinner with my parents on Friday, carve pumpkins on Saturday during the day, and then go to Six Flags Fright Fest that night, and finally on Sunday, we were going to go over to my parents’ house again and watch football. It was an awesome plan. So, as you could imagine, something went wrong.

On Saturday, of course, it snowed. In October. According to the news it was the first time since the 70s. Which was just lovely news for Jason and I since we had purchased our nonrefundable tickets to Fright Fest on Wednesday. Hooray! Needless to say, we were super bummed. The park’s website even said it was closed for the day, so there was no chance of even going up there and freezing our butts off.

Thankfully though, a short call to Six Flags let us know that we would be able to use our tickets on Sunday instead. The only problem was that this threw a monkey wrench into our weekend plans. Number one being, now what were we supposed to do to fill up our Saturday? (Play video games, carve pumpkins, and drink beer.) And two, how were we going to fit Fright Fest and football into one day? (Moderately successfully.)

Overall, everything turned out wonderfully, though. We still had a great weekend. I bought a replacement pumpkin for Sad Pumpkin which had been thrown away, and Bruce and I transported it very safely to Maryland.

Have I mentioned that Bruce is my new favorite thing? Because he is. Except for maybe pumpkin carving. And I guess Jason is alright, too. And he’s the one who got Bruce for me.

So, with Six Flags off the table as an option for our Saturday evening, Jason and I bought some beer, utilized our Renaissance Festival mugs and went to town.

And as soon as we set up shop on the counter, we decided it’d probably be easier to put the pumpkins on the floor to clean out the guts.

I looked considerably more pleased to be doing so, though.

As soon as we cleaned them out though, we were back up onto the counter, applying our paper stencils. Fun fact: tape doesn’t like being stuck to pumpkins.

We poked holes and outlined the stencils and then got to work carving.

At some point, my horse’s leg snapped off and Jason’s fingers snapped off of his pumpkin. Jason even had to take a short break from carving because he was so discouraged by the mangled-looking hand. But! We persevered and the pumpkins turned out pretty nicely, if I do say so myself.

We very cleverly used nails to hold the broken pieces on, so it’s almost like it never even happened! Pumpkin magic!

We couldn’t find any normal tea lights, though. So, we put pumpkin spice candles in them and let me tell, you. They smelled delicious. We even had a trick-or-treater come up to the door and say, “This house smells amazing.” Oooh yeah, pumpkins. What’s up!

On Sunday, we decided we would hit up Six Flags at noon when they opened and then head back early so we could still watch football with my family. And catastrophes abound, a crazy woman tried to murder us in her car. She missed her exit and cut across three lanes of traffic—on 495 no less—and veered directly in front of us, almost perpendicular to the road. Thanks to Jason’s amazing reflexes, he managed to stomp on the brakes and bring us to a halt mere centimeters away from her bumper. Then she drove off the exit without a care in the world. Didn’t even look back to check on the potential destruction she’d left in her wake. Once our heart rates had settled, which took a good twenty minutes, Jason and I spent some time cursing that woman with great creativity and vehemence.

Shortly thereafter, we made it to the park unscathed and headed in for some thrills and chills. We discovered upon entry, however, that the Fright Fest portion of Six Flags only occurred after dusk, so we were going to miss all of it. I lay the blame for that fully on the snow. We still got to ride some sweet rides though with almost no lines! The only times we waited in a line was if we wanted to sit in the front row. And even then it was only a handful of people in front of us.

I even made the executive choice to risk my iPhone and take some pictures while we were riding on the coasters. You. Are. Welcome.

And I got a nice view of the park as we were on our way up.

Because the ride is super tall.

I even snapped a shot of Jason as we flew around the track.

We also rode the Joker’s Jinx:

And the Batwing:

But I was too scared to actually take my phone out on either of these rides. Also, Jason kept warning me that we were going to get thrown out of the park if I kept using my cellular device while on a ride.

We saw a short comedy/stunt skit while we were there, too. It was pretty good, it had sword fights:

And at one point one of the guys jumped on another’s shoulders and shouted “Transformers, robots in disguise!”

But they were still no London Broil.

After that, Jason and I left and went to my parents’ house to watch some football. It was a nice, relaxed sort of night.

And, of course, then next day was Halloween! Jason and I went over to my parents’ house again so that we could hand out candy. I tried to get a cute picture of us and ended up with this:

Okay, I got this one, too:

We handed out a whole bunch of candy and maybeprobablysortof ate a whole bunch, too.

In conclusion, here’s a picture of Jason looking really handsome holding his roommate’s dog.