Liquids: Day 5

Boo!

Did I scare you?  I didn't think so.  Today Mallory bit Lydia in the arm so hard it drew blood so my liquid thought of the day was blood.  But there was no way I was going to cut myself just for this blog, so my mind wandered to fear and all things scary.  Like waking up from a dream where you are so afraid that your voice is frozen and you wake up screaming for help but nothing comes out.  This doesn't have much to do with liquids, I know.  I'll get to that in a minute.

Before I took this shot, I was downstairs trying to get Dracula to bed.  She was not having it. I was sitting in the hallway as quiet and still as could be.  Just when I thought she had crawled into her coffin, I made my move and, "moooooooommmmmy". So off we go to mom's room so we don't wake Rapunzel (she has school tomorrow).

I finally get her situated in the pack n' play with a game and I grab my gear.  I set up the shot and it hits me.  I have to pee!!  And baaaaaad.  So this, my friends, is the face of woman who is up to her eyeballs in spent fuel and needs to wrap this up fast.


So good night to everyone.  Maybe I will show up in your dreams.  If I do, offer wine.  I consider that a friendly gesture and may spare your life.  If Mallory shows up in your dreams, offer mac n' cheese.  It's her poison.