For the record, cartoon Angela is not feeling bad at all about the tiny scratch that she helped put in Stephanie’s brand new car with the dress form. Real Angela was feeling kind of bad, and kind of like people should not hand her large, unwieldy objects because she has the coordination of a confused monkey. Real Angela, like real Stephanie, got over it real quick. Really.
So then, halfway up my driveway, handling the massive dress form, an idea hits me. What if we left the dress form in front of the door, rang the doorbell, and ran away. You know, good old ding, dong, ditch? Stephanie thought it was just as funny as I did (we had to pause for 5 minutes before actually doing it because we couldn’t stop laughing).
Except she didn’t.
Of course, we’re laughing silently to ourselves because we happen to think we’re hilarious. Even if sometimes we’re more of a hypothetical sort of funny.
My Dad sticks his head out of the front door (I’m assuming…I wasn’t looking) and exclaims “Hey, it’s a dummy!” That’s it. Didn’t question it. Nothing. And before we knew it:
He took it inside. And thus our joke was RUINED.
Yep…I can hear those crickets…
But we have been sewing. I took some really excellent pictures of how I made the lightning bolt for Ms. Marvel…on my camera…with no memory card. So you’ll have to trust me that they were REALLY GOOD. And understand why I didn’t manage to post last week…because I prepared to and then found out that I had no photos. Go me!
Costume pics will come soon!
And lastly, there will be new bookmarks by the end of the week because Casey said I could send them to the Hightower bookfair and we all know that I am overenthusiastic once I have a deadline…thanks, btw, to everyone who voted on flowers. I’ll announce the “winners” next post when I show off the new bookmarks! (And by winners, I mean which flowers I picked…there are no prizes unless you count getting to go to Etsy or Once and Again Books to buy some spectacular art made by yours truly…which should totally count.)