Halloween in December

Many of you know that I am a fan of Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson series. I am also a big fan on his new book in the Heroes of Olympus series, The Lost Hero. While my son enjoys the books, I think I take the fandom to a different level. So when our Nanowrimo kickoff was scheduled for Halloween I knew exactly what costume I would wear. I hastily texted my friend (also an adult...most of the time) and excitedly told her what I was going to be. Grown women jumping up and down in excitement over a children's book is quite a sight to behold. We texted back and forth as I read through the book, like a good mother previewing it for ds. Okay, really I just couldn't wait and I wanted this to be a book Z and I shared together. We have now finished the book, but at Halloween we were just getting started.

Those of you that have read the book will get my costume (thrown together in short order with a small budget). I went as a Roman demi-god. Perhaps my portrayal as a middle aged demi-god will serve as a reminder that demi-gods can safely reach adulthood without dying. I did not take a picture of my full outfit, but along with the decorative t-shirt I carried a plastic sword plucked from the playroom and my 3-foot long stuffed wolf. Her real name is Astrum (yes it's mine. No, I don't need counseling, it was a gift from Tigger). She played Lupa on Halloween. My adult friend got a kick out of it. The cashier at the pet store (where I had to go buy food for my real dog, who is not a wolf) smiled at my shirt and tattoo. He had a real tattoo, but not as cool as my fake one.

This is my fake tattoo. I used a Bic extra fine marker and was fairly pleased with the way it turned out. I was also reminded of those days in school when you would write on your shoes. Then I also thought of those pesky to-do lists that always get misplaced. I have since made a few notations on my hand. Seriously we've were in chaos mode for most of November and there were times I couldn't find paper. This particular tattoo took a few days to wear off.

All good Roman demi-god know who their real hero is.

Although in the book the other demi-gods wear plain purple t-shirts I had to decorate mine. I used a Sharpie to decorate this shirt, which means this ain't never coming out. Again turned out fairly well for having little time and even less money.

While I may personally enjoy Homer as much as Virgil I had to pick sides for my costume.

I had great fun with this. My mythology buddy just sent me an Olive plant for our new house. I have named it Olivia. Olive plants symbolize harmony, wisdom, and triumph. What more could a middle-aged demi-god ask?