Hank asked to be a Monkey Robot for Halloween, so our work here is done.
Bryan and I were thinking of going as mad scientists, until we hit upon the scheme of going as a robot and a monkey. This is my subdued girl-robot costume, with Blade Runner hair and mini-loaf tin shoulder pads.
The best part of the costume were the leg circuits. We drew them on with Crayola markers, then I put nylons over them.
I figured I’d just wear pants until they washed off, and then belatedly remembered we have fancy plans tonight. Le sigh. “Hello, I’m the girl with the sub-par tattoos.”
Bryan is a real natural in the role of monkey. It’s too bad we didn’t bring along any plastic poop for flinging, because I think that would have really made the costume. Next year.
You know your ex will be there with the new girlfriend. The new girlfriend is disasterously smart, cute, and funny — all of which is making it impossible to hate her. But that doesn’t mean you can’t outdress her.