So today after cleaning up my garage, I decided to dress up and enjoy my evening. Then a whim came over me. All at once I found myself driving the 10 miles to town in black thigh highs , a burgundy pencil skirt, (i hiked it up mid thigh). A black spaghetti strap top with a knitted short pull over. I grow my hair long so I let it down and headed to town to recycle my recyclables. In a town of 3500, if I was seen I would have been noticed, but I did it anyway, I was careful and smiled the whole way. Nobody noticed me, I'm sure and it was uneventful. But, it was my first time out, I'm positive it wont be my last!


they ALL lined up to have their "Cards read". we ALL had lots of laughs and lots of fun. And my PLAN to revitalize the costuming worked TOO well. Next year, I was a dead -on MARK TWAIN but only won second place --defeated by an 80 year old "Pregnant nun".

