Monday, December 19, 2011

Greetings from Shoooba!

Today, I woke up to (or, rather, was woken up by) my little brother, having one of those little attacks that happen when you get to school and realize that you forgot it was alien dress-up day. Eh. It happens to the best of us, right?

But it was actually for a Target project- so he called my Mom in tears, and she picked him up and sent him to my quarters for inspiration.


Bravo? Yes, I think so- though I can't take all the credit. Props to Becky Rex.

To give you some more context of my morning, that's Amelie, with a balloon stuck to her head. We did the static thing for about an hour- it never really got old.

Tis good to be home.