This dress is so pretty. I would even say it’s purdy too.

B-man picked this out for me last weekend. We were supposed to be getting motorcycle gear – then I found this dress. Or it found me.

This will be my pretty party dress for B-mans company party.

Look at the beautiful bodice

and the bow in the back. Oh, how the bow makes me smile.

It makes me feel like a little girl,

so feminine.

What pretty soft lace and detail! So elegant.

When I zipped it up, I knew. I just knew it was the one. And when I stepped out of the dressing room, B- man’s jaw dropped – he even drooled and he only does that when I cook or when he’s looking at motorcycles.

It even hugged me in all the right places. What more can a girl ask for?

My juxtaposition is this. Do I wear boots? The tall classic kind -OR- strappy heels.  Whadya think?

I tried it on with tall black boots – they go up to my knee.  This looks real nice.

These are not my actual boots – but they are very close to the black ones.

I then tried on this high heel strappy number. They looked nice too.  These are the actual shoes I tried on – aren’t they somethin”?

Think about it. I’m already gunnin’ for the boots – it looks a little more winter. More sophisticated.

I have a whole month to whip myself into fancy dress wear’n shape.  Halle Berry body here I come.  Or not.  A few of these things might help though 1) black tights 2) self tanner and 3) some more gym time plus some long walks.

But no matter… I LOVE this dress and it makes my man drool. Plus I want to twirl in it and wear a tiara.

It speaks for itself and can even wear me.  What kind of dress does this?  Only a pretty one.

Somebody help me. Please. Stop me. I don’t even really like this stuff.

But man it’s good and just plain evil.

I thought we were doing good this Halloween – The candy bowl was almost emptied , the goblins, ghouls and fairy princesses were generously provided handfuls.

Then it happened. Cyclops, ahem, I mean C$ came home from his trick or treat’n with Wolverine. And it was all over.

This bowl was seriously full to the brim last night. I think I’m going to be sick.

In my sugar induced high I discarded the evidence wrappers last night only to find a half eaten bowl of evil candy. Awaiting me, lurking. Making me feel so bad and truthfully a little sick.

To justify my candy snack’n ways

1) I picked all the chocolate out first (it’s better for you right? or is that just for dark chocolate only)

2) Waste not want not. Right?…….. RIGHT

3) I shared with two other candy lovin snackers “the dudes” (C$ and B-man) – sharing is caring….

Speaking of evil – B-man scared the living day lights out of the kids

You can see why – super creepy mime man.

Now back to the evil bowl of candy.
I will now perform a spell of sorts that will bag the evil candy banishing it from this household. Wha la. Looks like it worked! B-man is taking the candy to work with him tomorrow. Haahaa, haaa, evil cackle. The evilness will spread far beyond the confines of this house…..

Plus, I will get my bowl back to use for far less evil duties.