Happy All Saints Day. Now, on to the, uh, not so saint like.
Around 5pm yesterday afternoon I received a phone call from Bruddah. He was calling to see if I was going to help him and Faddah with the Halloween festivities. I said no, which I’m sure he expected. He then said how about you write about Faddah, and his
unhealthy perfectly natural love of Halloween. I said I would think about it, then headed over to see how the house looked. My mind was made up immediately.
Now, I should give a little bit of background here. Each person in this family seems to have a favorite Holiday. Muddah loves Christmas, but that can wait. Faddah enjoys July 4th too, as evident by a previous quote given. The weird thing is how much Faddah loves Halloween. Faddah doesn’t own, fake or real, a Christmas tree. Sure, he has a tree he puts out, but it’s very reminiscent of Charlie Brown‘s. No, Halloween is where it’s at.
At this moment I’m asking “so, do you want Halloween decorations for Christmas?”
“Might as well. You know what I say…we should have Halloween on the 31st of every month”
“Every month you say?”
“Yep, and if there isn’t one (a 31st) than the Jaycees should take care of it at he end of the month, in the park”
Yes Faddah, that’s all we need…more work.
At this time Bruddah is on his way to place around the DIY “scary animal eyes” that apparently were my idea. After piecing it together I’ve realized that I “liked” an article on Facebook that showed how to make these “eyes” with toilet paper rolls, glow sticks, and duct tape. Bruddah put three or four in the bush, with another three or four in the house on standby. When talking about these Faddah says
You know how many [craps] I had to take to get all of those ready?
I then went inside to check out the candy situation. Faddah has things all figured out. There is a bowl of regular, run of the mill candy, a bag of the cheap stuff (just in case) and a small bowl of the good stuff. He says it’s for the “preferred kids” but I know better. He’s got it there for his own snackage. In the kitchen I get the first glimpse of Faddah’s mask.
Under the mask I can hear a garbled, turkey sounding “I am not a crook!” You think I could make this up? I decided it was about time for me to take off, before stuff got real crazy. Boy was I right.
Well kids, I hope all that candy was worth it.
How did your Halloween go? I know this isn’t quite Friday, but I think it was more pertinent to post now. I will call it FDF 1.5. I plan on trying to get another Funny Dad Friday post out by November 9th. Please join me.
On another note, I’m beginning the NaNoWriMo project today. I’ve decided to try my hand a writing a mystery/thriller…about a wise talking detective, that just so happens to be a member of the LDS church, who has just received the biggest case of his life. He is bound and determined to catch (working title) The Latter-Day Devil.