Not your average choir girl

I had an odd dream the night before last... I can't remember all of it, but the bit I can remember is that I dreamt that I was knitting a skirt from wire and bones and I ran out of bones and had to get more... I was going to take them out of my left hand but then i realised I wouldn't be able to knit, so I was trying to talk other people into letting me have their bones for my skirt, and I kept explaining that it wouldn't hurt much because all i had to do was just cut in the right spot and then pull their bones out with tweezers, just like deboning a fish, and I wouldn't take all of them, just a couple from here and there, but no-one would let me, and I was really upset because I couldn't finish my skirt and I needed it for the ball...

The dream shifted then, and I don't remember if I ever managed to finish my skirt and go to the ball... but I was very disappointed that no-one would let me pull out just one or two of their smaller bones...

In other news, someone sent me this link, to an embalming supplies company... Oh my but i wanna play with those toys :)