Misadventures in being Harry Potter

You would think $1 glasses would be easy to disassemble.

The husband drove me all over various dollar stores today in search of a pair of glasses I could pass off as Harry Potter glasses for my Halloween costume. My employer is having a costume contest tomorrow and I’m going as Harry Potter. I was considering going as Hermione at first, but I didn’t think my coworkers would get it. I though Harry would be easier to recognize, with the lightning bolt scar and all.

We finally found some semi-round glasses, bifocals with tinted lenses. “No problem,” we said, “we can pop the lenses out.”

WRONG. We bought the one pair of Dollar Tree glasses that are indestructable. I stabbed myself in the thumb with a knife while trying to pry the lenses out. The husband hammered on the lenses. THEY WON’T COME OUT.

So I can either be a bad 70s version of elder Harry Potter or I can wear my own oval shaped glasses instead.

And I plan to get my wand from a tree in my yard in the morning. Hopefully I can find a stick that looks wand-like.