While the roofing today was clearly, um, a different event, the strangest event of the day may have been the prom and bridesmaid dresses strewn all over the office. Several folks, including Lisa, are going to do 80s prom for the Halloween Party Friday. I’ve never seen so many crinolines, and there was puffy fabric everywhere. There’s still fabric everywhere. It looks like everyone was playing dress up, which, let’s face it, they were.

I’m bah humbug and not participating. Where would we find a formal gown to fit me? Especially a formal gown from the 80s. I never went to any dance, so I don’t have these dresses in the back of my closet. Everyone seems to assume that everyone else goes to the prom and has ugly bridesmaid’s dresses around. That has never been my life. The only dances I ever went to, I went alone. I think I remember 2. Once in junior high, when I really had no idea what I was supposed to be there for. Once in high school, when I collected money and tickets at the door and did various set-up things as a student government member, because I was one of the losers who wasn’t already occupied with a real life. I have such a stupid life when you really look at the details.