Category: costumes


Yesterday I had a little blast from the past.  It all started with a text message from my SIL.

She asked me about a month ago where she could find someone to be the Easter bunny.  Back in the day, I worked at a local amusement park as a costume character.  It was really fun and a great way to meet people.  I worked in the park walking around, in the kids stage show and in the nightly parade.  It was a great job for a person right out of high school.  The hours were great and the pay was better than minimum wage.

So, thinking that my sister was planing a party for her kids and wanted the Easter Bunny to show up, I told her that if she should just rent a suit and I would show up as the Easter Bunny.  As it turned out, the event for which she was looking for a character was the grand re-opening of the store she works at. The store is a childrens’ clothing resale store, and the owner wanted a character to be there for the re-opening.

I told her that was still fine.  I thought I was just going to be doing a favor for my SIL, but now I’m going to get paid for it?  I’m ok with that!!

Her manager was going back and forth over what costume to get.  I guess the Easter Bunny thing is for an event on Good Friday, which I can’t go to because of my regular work.  So now she wanted to find a gender neutral character for the re-opening.  Up until Friday, I thought I was going to be Tigger.  As it turned out, the Tigger costume didn’t get there in time but the Scooby Doo one did.  So here I am….

jeff-and-scooby

I thought the happy-face eyes were an interesting touch

I kept grabbing frisbees and playing outside the store

This little girl in the pink shirt LOVED me!! I also kept grabbing frisbees and playing outside the store. It's difficult to throw and catch a frisbee when you can only see a few inches!

I also became that poor person you see standing on the sidewalk, waving a sign to pull cars in off the street into the parking lot for a particular store.  Yep, that was me.  It was definitely a change from my bookkeeping day job!!

Overall it was really fun.  I completely forgot how tiring it would be though.  I did know I would sweat up a storm, as Mrs. Kitty can attest to, but I forgot about how exhausted I would be afterwards.  Maybe because when I did it before, I was doing it 5-6 days a week, and got into the groove of it.  I actually was in pretty good shape because I would sweat everything out.  I have sore muscles that I didn’t even know existed.  Mostly my thighs are sore from bending down all day to be on eye level to the kids, but I’m just plain sore all over.  And there was something in the head that was rubbing on my chin so my chin is all red and raw.  Good times!!  How am I going to explain that one to the accounting firm????  Hmmm…..

(Side note to Mrs. Kitty……I kept thinking of your help with the binder and only noticed from the pictures afterwards that I really could have used your knee-in-my-back routine to help keep Scooby from looking a little feminine!)

So tomorrow it’s back to the normal 9-6 job!!

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Well, the wait is finally over.  I have managed to trick a few people when they tried to guess what my Halloween costume will be.  Only 22% of you were correct on the poll.  My nieces had me pegged from the beginning but I couldn’t let them know.  So here it is……….

I’m Strawberry Shortcake!!!  It was so much fun!!  I felt like a little girl with my poofy skirt and pigtails.  Quite the outfit, I must say.  I was trying to talk Jeff into being the Purple Pieman from the Strawberry Shortcake cartoons, but he opted out of that.  Here are a few more pics…

Here I am hard at work, as always!!

We had a Halloween costume contest at work.  I cleverly brought strawberry cupcakes as bribes for the judges, but they had to be P.C. and gave everyone first place.  WHATEVER!!!

One of my manager’s missed out on the group photo, so here she is.  Her costume was great!  She was Kat von D, and that’s Pixie with her.

My niece and nephew also dressed up.  Madisyn was Dorthoy from the Wizard of Oz.

And Jackson was a Jedi Knight.  He wanted to make sure I got the green light saber in the picture!

My oldest niece Julianna is 12 and getting too old for dressing up.  Too old????  Someone forgot to tell me that then!!  I took her picture as she was getting ready for the party.  At least her shirt says Wicked.

It was pretty fun!  They were off to a Halloween party so it was one more quick photo before they left.

I hope your Halloween was a happy and safe one.  I can’t wait to think of next year’s costume!!

And who are YOU supposed to be????

Last week I realized that Halloween falls on a Friday this year, and that my office allows people to dress up for the day.  In fact, in previous years they have had awards for the best dressed people.  How exciting!!!  🙂  (These are the things that excite me about work!!!)

So this weekend Jeff and I were discussing various costume ideas for me, as well as talking about previous costumes that we have used in the past.  My costumes were always very cute- an angel, a clown, Snow White, Mary Katherine Gallager (SUPERSTAR!!!! “Sometimes when I get nervous, I stick my hands in my armpits, and then I take ’em out and smell ’em”).  It makes me think of Jerry Seinfeld’s bit (“My first few years weren’t so great.  I went as a hobo, a ghost…”). Jeff’s costumes were not so cute.  He and his younger brother used to have contests while trick-or-treating to see who could get the most scares from the people answering their doors.  He loved wearing masks to try to scare people.  I personally hated those masks!!  Remember they would get all hot and sweaty on the inside and the thin little rubber band holding it to your head would always snap.  “Trick-or-snap!  Dang, my band broke!!”  As the evening went on, the band would get shorter and shorter, and the mask tighter and tighter as you would attempt to keep the mask on.  NO THANK YOU!!!

So my recent hair debacle has influenced my costume choice (for those not aware of my hair issues, let me be the first to tell you NOT to try to dye your hair blonde yourself with a home kit when your hair is brown, especially on a night before you have to go to work the next day.  The results are not so good, unless you have the desire to look like Carrot Top, in which case let me recommend the product that I used).  Now that my hair is a reddish hue, I have decided to use this to my advantage with my costume (hey, I’ll save money without buying a wig). 

I ordered the costume from an online lingerie store (even though the costume IS NOT lingerie, it actually provides enough coverage that even a conservative dresser that I am can wear it to work).  I was oh-so thrilled to then get a ton of porn spam sent to my email address.  I wish that a reputable store like Amazon had been selling my costume, and then I wouldn’t have to deal with ……well, I won’t even subject you all to the names of these sites. 

I received my costume today in the mail and was so excited to try it on.  I ran out to the livingroom and danced around while Jeff laughed at me.  It was quite fun!!!  I can’t wait to wear it!!

 

Soooooo…….who do you think I’m supposed to be????  Cast your vote now!!  🙂

 

 

As a side note, PLEASE do not order from lingerieXOX.com unless you too want to get spamed like crazy.  These sites said that they now have my credit card information and will be renewing my membership.  I sent the company a very nice email thanking them for my order and asking them to stop all the porn spam that I received as a result of my order.  The owner replied in a pretty nasty email, saying everyone gets spam and I can’t accuse them of being the cause because they don’t even market to their own customers.  I hardly ever shop online and I CERTAINLY don’t visit the sites that I was being emailed.  I let him know that I would inform everyone that I know to not shop there, so this is what I’m doing.  Thanks for your support!!!  I have also filed a compliant with the FTC.  I just don’t think it’s right that they can give out my credit card info and sign me up for unsolicited accounts.