I worked today. B took the kids to a costume party.
Now, besides the little voice in my head squeaking 'this is so unfair!' and 'I wanted to do that!' I was a little afraid that Bear would forget part of Rosey's costume. Or he'd freeze up when it came time to do their makeup.
Last night B and I sat down and did a dry run. Well, sorta. In the midst of me explaining the mixing and how to create the look of fake hair, B decided there was no time like the present and began to paint me.
And since C was a werewolf and R a purple kitty? I looked a bit...um...demented.
His make-up skills, though? Awesome.
So, if you're driving the back roads today and you happen to pass a hideous monster and a purring (although unusually colored) cat?
Be not afraid. They like people.....
.....but only for lunch.