Fly fly witchy witchy fly!!!

Happy Birthday Shanna. In honour of you, sister in law, I have painted my fingernails black.

Actually it's for my witch halloween costume that I have to wear to school tomorrow. I've never, at least in recent memory, been one to enjoy dressing up. Last year I contemplated the idea of wearing all white and being a cloud before copping out and being a 'cowgirl' in a jean skirt and white tshirt. This year I'm a school teacher so I have to buck up and act like a moron.

My costume consists of my black dwarf toe shoes, red tights, a flouncy black dress with a black tshirt under it for modesty, black fingernails and hopefully some black and witchy makeup, and a red fake-vinyl witch hat with stringy red hair attached. C'est magnifique. I feel very goth right now in street clothes and black fingernails. I guess I see the appeal after all. I hate the world.

One year for halloween my mother and brothers spent half an hour giving me hints about what my father had bought for me. As if a pointy hat gesture wasn't enough... I think they finally had to tell me it was a witch hat. Maybe that's when I decided I didn't like dressing up? Maybe I'm just too stiff.

Jordy, remember JJ in that Indiana Jones costume last year? Yee Haw.

I still enjoy the holiday, however. How could I not when it's based around candy? Tomorrow is a day long party. Look out!