So yeah, haven't been around much lately. My downtime is minimal now that school is back in full swing. The kids are out of school today and I have a late-morning court appearance, which has granted me a rare bit of free time in the morning. I think that it what I miss most about summer--having an hour or so in the mornings to take care of a few things and catch up on my reader. Now I have to hit the ground running, and the days are long.
DH bought the girls tickets to a Comic Con event on Friday. He did this last weekend, essentially giving us one week to pull together costumes. (PS said "if you don't dress up for Comic Con, you just look like an idiot.") And I worked all weekend because we were on standby for trial this week (which, of course, didn't go). So it has been a bit of a challenge to pull this off, but we're doing ok.
PS may be the world's first non-slutty Poison Ivy. Late Saturday night we hit Wal-Mart (my least favorite place in the world, but with our time constraints, options were limited) in search of something I could hack into a Poison Ivy costume. We found a size 2XL green sundress on clearance for $5, and I managed to cut it down to a size 5. I am no seamstress, so fortunately my crappy seams are hidden by the 10 million leaves we have glued to it. So far so good.
But then my kid who never wears any makeup decided that she must do Poison Ivy makeup. So I bought some green eye makeup and she dug up a tube of bright red lipstick. Holy crap, my 15 year old just morphed into a 21 year old! Thank goodness her dad is going with her. And that we managed to create a modest Poison Ivy outfit.
We are making a Tardis tutu costume for SS, complete with a light-up hat. I haven't seen the whole outfit together yet, so I'm anxious to see how it looks. Meanwhile, I have sadly learned the intricate details of the Tardis.
And TT will be the 11th doctor. Her costume was definitely the easiest. Fortunately, I have a suit jacket that will work well enough, so she just needed a few accessories. Although there was a brief moment of panic when we didn't know if I had ordered the 10th doctor's sonic screwdriver or the 11th doctor's sonic screwdriver. God, mom! How did I not know there were different sonic screwdrivers? Oh yeah, I don't watch Doctor Who.
