Queen of Halloween

Because I'm somebody's mom now, I have to show you pictures of my kid in costume.

For starters, Odessa went as Cinderella getting married:

Yeah, I KNOW.

And then we went Trick-or-Treating with Tucker, her very best friend ever:

But as you can see, there was a lot of waiting around for adults to mobilize.  Those poor children.

But then it was time to go Trick-or-Treating and we did and it was awesome.  And even though Dessa melted down at the end because I'm a inadequate mother and didn't make her eat enough dinner, I have very rarely seen her so happy as she was tonight.  And that makes ME seriously happy.

Seriously happy.

A Short Report II: A Little Bit Weirder

So, today's been A DAY.  The ups! The downs! The sidewayses!

But Drew, David and I were all in the studio today, and after a while, for my edification, Drew pulled a set of wax lips out of his desk.  Because why not?

Well, it turns out this is why not: everybody looks about 103% creepier wearing wax lips.  That's why.

I mean, look at this:

Creepylips David

Creepylips Jesslyn

Creepydoglips Sadie

And the pièce de résistance:

Either the best or worst picture ever taken of Drew.

So, you're welcome? I guess? 

Wax lips.  

A Short Report

I haven't checked in for ten whole days, and a couple of you have been asking after me to make sure I wasn't dead in a ditch somewhere.  And I appreciate your solicitous inquiries, but me and my bangs are still here! Still alive! Right now I'm eating a pear!

Just being normal.  Today I have to write a script about prenatal development and epigenetics, so I gotta go do that.  But I'll check in again soon! And remember: 

Oh, Beyonce, don't tell them that!

Seriously: I'm pretty sure the Universe thinks you're great. And so do I.