One Last Halloween Post

Yes, I know it’s over, but I have one last thing to say.

We were tee pee’d for the first time here on the farm.

Where I come from the ones who get this snow white embellishment, are the person you dislike the most, a former friend, a school teacher……or maybe in retaliation for a previous tee pee-ing episode.

Where my Captain comes from the most popular, most liked people get tee pee’d. Or, in retaliation to a previous tee pee-ing episode. For the whole month of October it’s an ongoing toilet tissue battle.

Some of you said before, that this pumpkin looked worried.

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You now know why.

That picture was taken after we tore our way through our toilet tissue obstacle course that zigzagged its way across our porch.

The Captain’s truck didn’t escape the tee pee incident either.

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Look closely and you can see the fluffy white stuff on my stair handrails, in the reflection on the truck.

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Nor did the golf-cart escape the white ribbon episode.

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I’m sure the scoundrel(s) giggled and snickered their way through the unrolling of the white stuff but……

the toilet tissue culprit made a grave mistake.

No, it’s not a fingerprint or an image caught on security tape.

They left handwriting samples……

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I’m pretty sure I can name the culprit.

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Because they find it hard to conceal their secret.

And as soon as my handwriting analyst confirms my suspicion……

I will know whether I am the one most disliked.

Or,

 I will know that I AM LOVED.

But either way, I can promise you this……..

I WILL retaliate.

And revenge will be sweet.

So tell me……

Have you ever recieved the honor of waking up to the fluffy white wrapped and draped all over your yard or porch (or golf-cart)?

Or have you creeped in the darkness to a friend or neighbor’s house and “decorated” it Halloween?

 Ever got caught tee pee-ing?

C’mon you can tell us!

😉

What Is That Buzzing Sound?

Sometimes things just don’t work out like you would like them to. Good things sometimes come with consequences.

And my consequences was giving up a job that I loved and leaving people that I loved.

We had purchased and moved to our farm and the drive was taking its toll on me and my family.

After falling asleep at the wheel doing 70 mph on the highway and luckily waking before it was TOO late.

I reluctantly made the decision to find a job closer to home.

I dreaded telling them I was leaving. I knew I was gonna miss them and the job terribly. But I didn’t want to wind up splattered all over the highway..

On my last day…

In the late afternoon, I was called to an office for who knows what.

Upon entering, I was met by 4 people, each holding a can of silly string.

They blocked the door. They filled my pockets and covered me from head to toe. By the time I fought my way out of that office, not until they ran out of silly string,  I looked like cousin “It” from the Adams Family, except in psychadellic colors. And I think everybody in the place was waiting outside the door. I don’t think anyone got pictures. I wish they had, cause I would have liked to see me from their point of view. I’ll bet I was a sight.

By quitting time it was cold and wet. But that didn’t stop them from rolling my car with toilet tissue. Not just up and over, but under and over.

Not only did they roll my car, they wetted it down.

They stuffed every opening they could get to with toilet tissue. The wheels, gas door…

And put baby powder all over my winshield.

I took off what I could before leaving. What they wetted down was frozen to the car and I couldn’t get it off.

I’ll bet my car was a sight going down the highway.

While driving, I kept hearing this buzzing noise. I couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. And I stopped twice and looked. The tires all looked fine. The guages were reading fine. The trunk lid and hood were both secure.

I decided to keep driving until something fell off. Whatever it was.

Upon arriving home, I realized that some of the toilet tissue that was frozen had loosened and was flapping in the 70 mph wind going down the highway, causing the buzzing sound.

They had a good laugh at my expense. But, I don’t know who was laughing harder, them or me.

I had to laugh!

It kept me from crying. Because I knew, from all of this, that they were gonna miss me too!

It was a week later when I found the tissue in the gas lid.

Made me laugh and cry all over again.

That was over 10 years ago.

I still miss them!