What is wrong with me???
Yes, I’m still asking myself this question.
It’s like high school all over minus the zombie stuff. I don’t even have a date! I don’t have a corsage and we all know I won’t be getting laid after the prom. (Unless Superdad is awake when I get home and likes the zombie-fied Michelle.)
See what I mean?
I have been researching zombie makeup trying to get some ideas because I don’t want to go ALL OUT and be a complete zombie freak so I have a different plan. I’m going to do dramatic makeup for my face and have a zombie bite on my neck meaning that I just got bit and I’m turning into a zombie. I call it zombie-lite.
I picked out a dress that’s been hanging in my closet for over 8 years to wear because it’s black and prom looking. I guess it’s prom looking. I’m still amazed that I can squeeze my body in the dress and still be able to breathe because I wore it two kids ago. In fact I’ve only worn the dress once before and it was the night that Superdad proposed to me. I even bought the dress special to celebrate our second New Year’s Eve together not knowing he was going to propose.
Kind of odd that I will now remember that dress also as the Zombie Prom dress.
I guess there could be worse things. Right?