I love decorating the inside of our house for Halloween, but I hate taking everything down. We didn't really decorate the outside this year, mostly because Wife is not here daily and I don't like putting effort where if the neighbors feel like it, they can shit on our efforts and hide behind the stupid HOA. Surprisingly, they have pretty much left us alone, except for maybe one reminder this summer to cut the grass, which I agreed needed it, but Boy is such a half ass. I swore I would not do it again, but I've cut it the last 2-3 times just because it bothers me how weak his efforts are.
So this weekend will probably be focused on putting away the Halloween stuff and since we have an empty room and closet, the closet will once again become the storage place for all things orange and black. I am looking forward to moving some of the things I had back in there, such as my massage table, you never know when a foolish soul needs to be groped/massaged, as it were. Not to fear, I am good at both of those.
We put out a special invitation for a particular friend of Dirty Dog, see if he might be interested in moving in to the empty room. Boy said it sounded promising, but I haven't talked to DD to see what is up. The kid was one of Boy's Del Valle friends before we moved. He comes over during the holidays and stuff to say hi and fill us in on his life. He also just graduated from University of Houston with a degree in Hotel Management, I always thought it weird, but the kid has always wanted to be that, in charge of a large hotel, I don't know why, but he has the degree and is now looking to possibly come back since his family is here. I like this kid, I think he would work with our mix, but we will see.
So other than the food, it is really hard to decorate for Thanksgiving, 1 little 2 little 3 little Indians just seems crass, so we will just jump to everyone's favorite holiday of show me how much you love me by spending a fortune on me. Wife was so lazy last year that she looks like a genius this year. She never took the Christmas tree down, so we are ready if ole Santa wants to sneak in the house. Santa is looking at our house and having second thoughts saying "gross, nothing but a sausage festival up in there, where the women at?" Oh well, at least we don't have to be as covered up as we were, now we can all walk around in underwear and shirtless, like animals during the week since we have no women to keep us on the straight and narrow. I'm sitting on the table eating dinner watching porn on a Monday night, why not, it's just us guys.
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