My sons dressed as Jedi's for Halloween. They asked that Heather dress as Princess Leia and I dress as Darth Vader. We are not a family to drop lots of cash on a costume, so Heather made me a homemade costume. It was a black long sleeve tee with a print out of the Vader's computerized chest, Crayon boxes with printed out designs as his belt (which fit on my own belt) and a black curtain pinned to my shoulders. The costume looked great, but some old self esteem stuff came to the surface. I was really worried as she planned the costume that I would look stupid. I reiterate, it looked really good. I did look like Fat Vader instead of Darth Vader, but that was not the costume's fault.
The stress over the homemade costume brought back a memory from my childhood. I remember wanting to be Frankenstein for Halloween. I began to create the costume by using two cardboard boxes. One for my head and one for my body. Before school, I designed the boxes with scars, scary eyes, and a angry mouth. When I got home that afternoon Mom had altered the head. In the few hours I was at school my Frankenstein had become a bit less angry. He had bright round eyes and a big smile. I tried to convert my Frankenstein into a robot, but in the end I gave up and wore some of my Dad's old Army stuff.
Sorry, Mom. I'm sure it looked wonderful. I was (am) a jerk sometimes.
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