Airplane Assistant or Plane?

Hmm. As a talk by the renown President of a certain college is going on upstairs, I find myself here. In my office, in the evening, writing a blog...what about, one may ask? My Halloween costume. Yes, folks, it is that time again. Time to go pumpkin picking, gord plucking, and apple cider tasting..Mmm I love the fall. Its just getting a bit brisk here where you might need a light jacket and scarf. Thankfully it gets warm in the sunlight around lunchtime when I venture outside, something the South defenitley has at its advantage. But in the morning as I am rushing out the door, scarf swinging, keys jingling, hoping I have everything I need (including my work keys which I have seem to somehow forgotten at least twice last week), the 30degree weather can catch you off guard in the early hours of the morning. Now unless you have been hybernating for the last week, the weather has been steadily getting colder....thankfully it hasn't hit, what I like to call as "the winter wall", but is still in the "oh-it's-a-bit-chilly-I-should-wear-a-scarf-at-least" faze....
How did I get to weather? Anyway, my costume. So a respective friend is going as an airtraffic controller (SO great), and I had the brilliant idea of going with her um, plane. We'll see how that works out...Lets try to paint a picture here...Wings, like actual wings atatched to my arms for areodynamic ability, my body will probably be positioned in a 40degree angle to gather the "flying" or "take off" position, and various wish-y-woosh-y noises to be made...Or a cute skirt, vest, tights & heels, hair in bun and bubly personality (maybe British perhaps?), as a flight assistant/attendant whatever they are calling them these days...mm...we'll seee!