Desperate to fashion something even vaguely suggestive of Halloween costumes for me and Pea, momma scrounged about the estate and produced, well, see for yourselves...
OK, this one isn't too bad, but seriously, methinks maybe for our holiday photo (although the tie does match my lipstick very nicely).
I would rather have seen Pea stuffed into his monkey suit for the third year in a row. In fact, I kind of look forward to him squirming around with momma chasing him about with the flashy, but instead we get this!
Like, oh BOO, I am so scared.
Finally, the most pathetic, WTF excuse for a costume. Huh? Now I'm a cowgirl or something?
Sheesh! Get a clue, woman!
You know what is even worse? I totally wanted to do an awesome post worthy of my large and entertaining self and this is all my dear readers get. As if!
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. Anybody notice the dearth of comments from my large and always wanting to visit my pals self lately? Yuh, let's just say, idiot human, busy brain, etc., etc.