Zombified.

This is the night everything went wrong.

I created it.

I created - a monster. 

My costume was created tonight - by the evil workings of myself and Cynthia. 

"very dark, very powerful"

As I had planned, I ripped/cut the bottoms of my pants to make them more death like, 

We applied the fake blood onto the rips as if I tripped while climbing out of my grave [we know, we know - zombie blood is actually green - but they don't sell green fake blood at Wal-mart - we're working with what we've got - give us a break], and then Cynthia used her makeup to imitate dirt and mud on the hem of the pants [now what does that say about Cynthia's makeup -- uh-oh] 

 For the "Boo" Halloween Dance, Cynthia is being "Flo" from the Progressive Insurance Commercials.

and she asked me to write "Progressive" on her white apron that she bought - and of course - I said I would.

I thought I was being helpful - I mean, I thought I was doing a good job until...

I made the "S"'s too big and I ran out of room. I thought if I started with the middle letter - I would be able to make it look proportionate - it didn't work. [I'm sorry Cynthia. ahah] 

But I fixed it the best I could. 

I know, it looks - raunchy. 

oh well. 

On the bright side - I became an official zombie tonight. 

So excited for Friday night.

You won't even know what hit you.