on father's day


How lucky am I to have The Secret Weapon for my Daddy? He can do anything. No, really. I mean anything. His is an artist, a goldsmith, a carpenter, a painter, a printmaker, a craftsman, a photographer, a computer guy, an electronics guy... I could go on and on. Well I guess I will then.

We've have lots of crazy projects over the years. If I can dream it up and get us into it, he can figure out how to make it work and get us out of it. For instance... the Festival of Trees.

Like the year I decided to make a circus theme tree? I wanted to make sno-cone ornaments in the worst way. I thought until my thinker was sore. I bought the sno-cone paper cone things but how would I turn them into non-melting fancy ornaments?

The Secret Weapon went into his basement (code word for genius hangout, also sometimes referred to as a batcave) and came out with an entire shoebox full of those little tiny silica gel packets that come when you buy a pair of shoes. Like, every time anybody in the family for the past thirty years I guess bought a pair of new shoes, he nipped into the box and saved the desiccate. Wow, did those come in handy. He figured to open all those packets onto a cookie sheet and bake them in the oven until they dried right out. And they did. They looked all icy and crystal-y. And then - he inverted halves of round clear plastic cup lids and painted them with clear red paint. Finally we sprinkled the silica gel on the wet paint.

You can imagine, that people stopped in front of that Christmas tree for hours and wondered how those sno-cones were made. They absolutely looked real.

We've made giant rocks out of styrofoam. We've made puppets. Lots of puppets. I fell in love with The Great Gonzo when I was about eight. Love, love, love. Huge crush on the blue guy with the long nose. Now this was long before the days of mass consumerism - these days if your kid loves a TV character, go to Target or any store to pick up the mass produced version. Not back in the 70's. The Secret Weapon grabbed his sketch book and when Gonzo blew his horn at the start of every Muppet Show, seen only on the screen for a fleeting second, my Dad sketched furiously to capture his likeness. This process took weeks, partly because Gonzo was not a very popular character yet and also because this was pre-VCR and playback.

Can you imagine that after weeks of sketching the little blue monster in a tuxedo that The Secret Weapon made a Gonzo puppet, just for me? Wearing - you guessed it - a brown tux. He had the special wires on his arms to move them just like Jim Henson and Frank Oz, my heroes at the time.

I've told you about my dollhouse. And the fireplace. He helped with Club Little House here and here. He was rewarded for a lifetime of learning and teaching here. I am the luckiest little Saucy in Saucytown. Maybe someday, I'll collect up pictures of the crazy things we have done, just to show you how crazy.

10 comments:

Lisa said...

Wow! You have a very awesome Father indeed, lucky lucky girl :) and I know in your usual style, probably made it a very special day for him this day.

Helena said...

I too have a Dad who can make anything and everything. It's amazing! And the thing is that when I was little I thought all dads had the same skills as mine. When I realised that wasn't the case I truly understood how lucky I am.

MJ said...

I heart your dad (and the Fan) too. You were blessed with the best parents! Happy belated Father's Day, Secret Weapon!

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

I'm in love with your dad. I loved Gonzo, too. A puppet? With a brown suit? Oh my. And the snowcones? He sounds absolutely marvelously delightful.

SOINSPIRED said...

So very cool! I'm sure your Loopy will be bragging about you the same way.

My Crafty Little Page said...

Saucy, Saucy, Saucy, I have a big ole lump in throat reading about your dad. Mine made wrought iron and I was too young to appreciate it at the time ~sigh~ hindsight! Happy Father's Day to the Secret Weapon - I'm sure he considers his talented daughter to be one of his finest works! Nancy

Mrs. G. said...

Your dad sounds like a real sweetie!

Angela said...

My relationship with my Dad stinks... would yours be interested in adopting?

Saucy, I would LOVE to hear and see all the things that you two have done together...he definitely was a HUGE part in allowing your imagination to blossom!!

Angela

Anonymous said...

Thank you for the kind words, MJ!(and everyone) And yes, he is the most adorable man - next year will be our 47th and above all, he is totally besotted with the girls in his life, me, saucy, Loopy & Darling! Oh, the stories we could tell!
We have some tall tales to make you laugh...and one day we will! Get ready: he boils cow horns in the basement to make haircombs (Yeachhh) and he uses turpentine, stinky paint & fibre glass...but beautiful things come from smelly, awful beginnings! It's like making a silk purse out of a sows' ear, as my Granny would say!!! xoxo the fan

3rdEyeMuse said...

thanks for reminding us (me) that life really is good. :)