May 29, 2011 by sandwichcontrol
Yesterday was a day of deals. Teacher Sis and I scored the trim for the flooring (roughly $120 worth) for $0.05. That’s right. Five cents. It was such a deal that she felt bad about shorting me and then bought me a miter box and saw so that I could cut the trim. Saving money does crazy things to people. I also scored a really kickass shirt for $5 at Le Target.
After those scores, we didn’t think things could get much better. We were wrong. Out local costume/formal shop has been going out of business for a while now and they were having a $5 bag sale yesterday. Yes, all of the costumes and dress clothes that you can stuff into a plastic grocery bag for only $5 per bag. Pancake Land and I walked away with five bags. Unfortunately, Little Peddler beat me to the wigs. We only made it home with one. But, on a tragically sentimental note, I scored Dave the “Dog-a-Roo” suit of old. Remember that one? Hold up. Let me see if I can find a photo of it. Nope. Anyways, for those of you who don’t remember it, it is this ridiculous costume that is ambiguously dog and kangaroo and Dave wore to one of the first parties we ever had in the basement. So, it has serious sentimental value. In addition to that I scored a teddy bear/monkey costume and a Raggedy Andy outfit. Between those three things, I only had enough room leftover in my bags for a plaid vest and a red top hat. Pancake Land, on the other hand, walked away with over 16 outfits. Insert the word sexy before each of the following: The Joker, Leprechaun, Pirate, Southern Belle, Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader, (not-so-sexy) Raggedy Ann, Witch, Peter Pan, at least 6 tuxes, etc. It is ridiculous.
If you missed the sale, don’t worry. They are having it again next Saturday. Mwhahahaha…
At some point once we got our loot home, I started playing dress up. It is what you do when you just scored 5 bags of costumes. And then the combining of costumes began. That is when the Glamma Witch was born.
It all started when Pancake Land wanted me to try on the “Glamour Witch” outfit. It is pretty much a tight shiny black dress with flowing sleeves. And then Glamma Witch needed accessories. Like a half-vest with gold coins sewed to it. And the blond wig. And a sparkly gold belt. And a sequin headdress. And sunglasses. It was at this point that Glamma Witch started speaking about herself in third person.
“Glamma Witch requires her cell phone.”
“Glamma Witch loves shiny jewels.”
“Glamma Witch does not snag the fabric.”
Dyslexia set in.
“Snaggle Witch does not fab the gabric.”
Yes, it was silly. But it was much needed fun. In addition to scoring a helluva lot of cool stuff yesterday, we had a moment when we thought that Holliday Island was going to burst into flames. Both of the mothers where in the house at the same time. The temperature was rising. The pressure was building. What was there to do? There was only one solution. We need to ice the place down.
We have got a pretty good collection going these days. Trapped in Ice is succeeding where the Rogues Gallery fell short. I guess that it what happens when I leave it up to you, the readers, to get stuff done. A handful of you come through and rest just keep saying “I need to get around to taking my Rogues photo.” Perhaps, I should take over on the Rogues project. Let me think about it.
Anywho, it is Sunday. That means housework is needing to be done. I’ve got to make a menu and grocery list. I’ve got to write an article. I’ve got to shop for groceries. I’ve got finish the trim work. I’ve got to mow the grass. I’ve got to empty the trash. If I’m lucky, I’ll get my office straightened up, but I’m not holding my breath about that. Well, I guess I’d better get to it. More soon. ~SC
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