I’m not good at them.
I also need help getting clearance for a fly-by over my neighborhood on the evening of October 31st, 2014. The kids will love it.
My Halloween costume is locked and loaded. Our. I mean our Halloween costumes are locked and loaded.
I am dangerous, Scott. I might just chop my hair off.
It was a sign from above.
I drove the family to Scott’s birthday dinner on July 11th. I stopped at a stoplight.
Danger Zone by Kenny Loggins started playing on the radio.
Me: Oh! Top Gun!
Scott: You’re not allowed to mention Top Gun without ever seeing it.
Me: Uh, yes I can.
A motorcycle pulled up and stopped in the lane next to us.
Scott: That must be a sign.
Me: And it’s your birthday. OH MY GOSH, SCOTT. ICEMAN AND MAVERICK!
Scott: Stop acting like you know who those people are.
Me: I know enough that we can pull them off on Halloween! You’re Iceman! And I can be Maverick! BEST COSTUMES EVER! YEAH!!
Scott: (smiles) ok. Yeah, we can do that.
Me: Wait, what? Did you just agree to dress up with me on Halloween?!? Like you’ll voluntarily do this.
Scott: I said yes.
Me: I FEEL THE NEED, THE NEED FOR SPEED! OW! Wait, is that how it goes?
The light turned green. I floored it.
Scott: Stop quoting Top Gun!! You’ve never seen it!!
Me: Fine. I’ll watch it. But you can’t quote the whole way through. That’s annoying.
You guys, I finally watched Top Gun. I’m in. The best of the best.
The secret is out. Sorry, ladies – I will not be the volleyball scene Maverick.
I really suck at volleyball.
Do you dress up for Halloween? Do you/your kids know what they want to be for Halloween? Is August too soon to be asking this? Should I chop my hair off?