Epic Fail

I am sitting here shaking my head over my complete lack of pictures. Good going Jane. Moron! (I almost wrote Mormon, perhaps inspired by their new muffin calandar.
Daylight Savings time, of all things, has me up at 6am. I hate this, it's hard for me to adjust. On the upside, I have pictures of everyone at work who dressed, though I have yet to hear who in our department won the much coveted skeleton trophy.
So maybe it wasn't such a failure, because I got some beautiful pictures of my friends at work. Just now Bug said, get your costume on and I'll take some pictures of you in it. Ah, dear bumbling idiot, I do love him. I don't want to look at that thing for several weeks. But, maybe it would be nice to have to good pictures of it. What a load of work.
Next year, pink flapper! I am almost done with it--no, not really, just possessed of a lot of pieces. And that is really sick.