Strange holiday, Halloween.
Lovely though, as is Pagan holiday and do not have to remember anything significant or feel guilty for having not remembered said significance during rest of selfish year. Indeed. Guiltless holidays are too few.
Do not work in office where costuming is appropriate, and yet one of Higher Ups/Closet Sexual Predators brought in box full of plastic animal noses. Yours truly was handed elephant trunk with wink from suddenly holiday-friendly HU/CSP. Mmm… thanks? Think will stick with plastic spider rings and consuming large amounts of v. tiny chocolate bars as way of celebrating beloved holiday.
Spoke with UMF and NACF last night. Was difficult conversation. Father said how proud he was of yours truly. Now, am not completely heartless and found self feeling v. terrible for having been so hard on the man.
H: Did you hear that?!
NACF: Yeah, who was that?
H: Some strange man on the street. He said, “I’d call ya, too, baby!” You weren’t even here to give him a dirty look for me.
NACF: Oh, I think you can take care of yourself. You know I’m proud of you, kiddo.
H: Thanks, Daddy.
And UMF was in rare form… excited, in June Cleaver kind of way, about making special dinner for Smart Assed Sibling and friend who would be coming home at any time.
UMF: And how are you, honey? Anything new? Any plans for the weekend?
H: It’s all just swell, Ma! Wally, Lumpy and I are going to go play stickball with Eddie Haskell. It’s just keen. I'm Fine. Not much new. Heading to New York tomorrow night.
UMF: I’m glad I asked then!
H: Why’s that? And stop sounding so chipper, for God’s sake.
UMF: Oh, in case I needed to call you and you weren’t at home.
H: Mmm hmmm. I’m not at home now and we’re talking. The cell-phone miracle! Praise Jesus!
UMF: Anyway, your sister wants to go to New York for Thanksgiving and she’s just being so difficult and… here we go again… blah blah blah.
H: Hey, I’m getting on a bus now, so it’s going to be noisy. I’ll talk to you later?