Oct 09, 2008 18:34
The scene: around the dinner table at Chez Shamela, while the fire burns merrily in the fireplace in the next room (Fall came last night, WTF?) and while pizza and broccoli are consumed.
The Heir Apparent: (apropos of nothing much) Sooo...I really want to go as a sheet ghost this Halloween.
Shamela and the Better Half: You...do?
H.A.: Yeah. I've wanted to for a while.
Shamela: Wish I'd known that before, it would have saved us a lot of money.
B.H.: You do? Isn't that...kind of a cliche'?
H.A. (in that "rolling eyes" kind of tone) Well...yeahhh. Nobody ever does it, you know?
Shamela: (tears up a little) It's his first ironic plan! I'm so proud!
B.H. (slowly considering) I guess...we could make you some sort of a headpiece. So that on each side of your head, you'd have...(makes the universal "bunny ears" sign for quotation marks). You know, I'm a "ghost."
Shamela: I LOVE THIS IDEA!
H.A.: No, Mom. It's, (also making the bunny ears) I "love" this "idea!"
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And in other news, an incipient double-ear infection brings much joy to my world, and I am now 5'5", instead of the almost 5'7" I used to be, in my healthier and possibly misspent youth. Some settling has occurred during shipping and handling.
undead of various categories,
heir apparent,
the b.h.,
life in shamelaland