From .....hear me roar.....to hear me squeak.....I'm a nervous wreck tonight.......
I don't know how you change from a confident person to a wimp....but I've managed to do that in the last 24 hours.
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Perhaps it's because I discovered "the flaw" in the system I'm using for crowd control.....I know every system has a flaw.....but I just saw mine clearly tonight....which is probably a good thing because I know which bandage to pull out.....and what preventative steps I can take.......but still its unnerving.
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Seeing "the flaw" was bad enough...but then I realized one of my party stations was not going to work.....a station named ..."Color and Bite" ....where folks .....could get vampire marks applied to their necks.....and have a chance to paint their nails black....
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Well the whole damn town must of bought every bottle of black nail polish that existed....cause their are no cheap bottles left anywhere....and let's face it.....if the crowd soars into the hundreds ( and I have up to 500 reservations right now) can you really only offer a dozen bottles to hundreds of girls?????
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So all I could think of was blood.....lot o' fake blood....
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I looked up recipes....and actually "watched" recipes on u tube.......so I'm thinking a couple of gallons of fake blood might let folks....dribble blood on their vampire bites.....stream blood from their mouths....and hell .... make any and all kinds of wounds to amuse themselves....if they want.
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I don't cook....so I had to look really .....(and I mean really really) doe-eyed at my hub and ask if he would consider whipping up a couple gallons of blood tomorrow night.
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He just looked at me.
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I know I know. What else are you supposed to do when your spouse says, "Honey could you please whip me up some blood?"
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Tomorrow the last minute touches.....Friday some set up and about 100 mental walk abouts......
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damn damn.... what if I fuck up?
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