Costumes!

The news is relentlessly bad, triggery, and heartbreaking. I go back and forth about these blog posts, because I don't want to seem frivolous when so much bad stuff is going on. But -- I want to celebrate our creativity, and I also want to express gratitude for our friends who've made a recent four weeks of costume parties possible. And I'm also hoping that our silly costumes will bring a smile to the face of you, Reader. I've already blogged about the Babadook and the library :o) Here's what it was like anytime Kevin wanted a drink. Next was the eighties party. In case you're wondering, that thing on my head is called a deelybopper! Then -- THEN -- we took part in a '60s spy murder mystery!!! In this picture, Kevin, a CIA agent, is trying to determine who murdered his colleague, an MI6 agent, while I look on pretending to help but NOT REALLY HELPING BECAUSE I WAS A PRETEND MI6 AGENT WHO WAS ACTUALLY A KGB DOUBLE AGENT AND I GOT TO