All in Good Fun

This week, the girls at work and I decided to have a bit of fun on Friday, since it was payday, the day our store puts away the freight truck, and we all worked the same hours.  So, we planned an outing to Build A Bear, a place to which I had never been, but a place where the employees recognized my friend Jen on sight.

Jen, Michelle, and I left work, drove to Jen and Victoria's (Jen's significant other) apartment where we met up with Victoria.  Jen excitedly gave us the grand tour, including her closet of toys and the Halloween decorations.  Then Jen very happily made us some spaghetti (I didn't want to hurt her feelings by telling her I shouldn't eat it  because I am a glutard) so I ate it anyway.  To know Jen is to love Jen.  And her feelings are easily injured.  She is not always rational but is always genuine.

Then we went to Build a Bear.

Jen was purchasing Christmas gifts for a bear she had built previously.  (See, to know Jen is to love Jen.)  She was serious about this.  She bought a motorcycle, a motorcycle jacket, some Darth Vader slippers and tiny aviator sunglasses for her bear.  She, of course, told me his name, but me, being awful, can't remember it.  Jen is different in the best way possible. She makes me and most everyone who comes in contact with her, happy.

Michelle, the youngster among us, at nineteen, built a bear for her boyfriend. She also shopped for Dr Who wear at Hot Topic but was disappointed that the girl's costume for the tenth doctor was sold out in her size and, with my help, decided to become one very fetching TARDIS.  I think she just needs go go boots.  She didn't know what go go boots were. But, once I sent her a photo of go go boots, she says she NEEDSSSS them.
  
             I CONVINCED MICHELLE TO BUY THESE BECAUSE MY LEGS ARE TOO FAT.

Michelle, did however know what vajazzling (yeah I don't know how to spell it) is and helped me explain this strange phenomenon to Jen and Victoria.  I told them professor Google made me laugh a lot when I started looking at photos of it.


                                                 OBLIGATORY VAJAZZLING PHOTO

I built a dragon. I named him Lothar and got him a little suit top. 

He is soft micro suede and has small, textured scales, which is pretty neat.





Today, I spent quite a while deciding what outfit I could wear to work on Halloween (another freight day with my girls)  and decided the safest thing would be to wear Jon's Robin Hood hat.  I then contemplated becoming Errol Flynn.

 So I played around on the interwebs searching for mustaches, of all things.  And Jon and I went to a Halloween store!  I bought spirit gum, spirit gum remover, a mustache, and some Nightmare Before Christmas knee socks, because they were super awesome and I wanted them.

I decided to skip the goatee since the mustache is kind of distracting enough for me to wear on my face.  And, hell, the hair is purple right now, but it will wash out all too soon even though people really love it and I get compliments all the time....it is against the dress code at work, which I find ridiculous. Yeah, they own my time for 40 hours a week but they don't own me and I'm not flashing my boobs or letting my thong hang out to terrify children.


                                                         THE REAL ERROL FLYNN