Okay, my silly little bout of costume angst last night resolved itself this morning. I really had a lot of fun today galavanting around the office dressed as Mrs. Lovett. For as strict and regimented as my company is about most things (and ESPECIALLY when it comes to the dress code), I'm grateful that my branch allows us to come to work in ( Read more... )

I hate over thinking things. It's so not a big deal, but all of a sudden I'm wracked with nerves and doubt over my costume for work tomorrow. Dressing like Mrs. Lovett should be ridiculously easy-- I've got scads of long, full skirts and piles of boots stacked along my bedroom wall. All I really have to do is combine one of those skirts with my ( Read more... )

All right, I just had 20 different awesome ideas all at once while reviewing credit memo reports this morning, and I actually needed to take a long coffee break at work to type this up because I'm just too psyched about my brain right now.

Sharable idea the first: As excited as I am about the idea of being a post apocalyptic plague doctor for ( Read more... )

I think I may have figured out how to make myself a postapocalyptic plague doctor mask.  It just might work well enough to allow me to stuff the beak with felt scented with a clove and cinnamon spray.  It's crucial that I can walk confidently through the masses of the undead without having to suffer the stench of rotted flesh.

Best part about it, ( Read more... )

So I've been obsessed with the idea of dressing as a plague doctor for Halloween this year, but I've also been stymied as to how to create said costume.  I'm not patient enough to succeed at building the beaked mask (I haven't the first clue how to mold anything out of papier mache except for unsightly lumps of pulp) or making a waxed (or at least ( Read more... )

So this November will be my third year participating in National Novel Writing Month (and I'm not sure why I spelled the whole thing out, because 99% of my friends are quite aware of what November is. . .). I failed miserably the first year because I broke the first cardinal rule and tried to use NaNo as the kick in the ass I needed to finish my ( Read more... )