after Samhain, that is. I've been thinking about posting Halloween pics for a week, because it was probably the best ever, but the election kind of took over for awhile. Thank god we only do that once every four years! I'm thinking six would be even better. Maybe we should change the constitution to let whoever's in there just stay put for half a dozen trips around the sun. But I digress......
Kristen, who cut and colored my lovely sky-blue locks, gave me a card that read, "If I could, I'd find you a fairy godmother with a magic wand and combat boots, so that she could make all your dreams come true and kick the crap out of anything that got in the way of your happiness."
That's it! I had already bought a fairy costume, but wasn't quite sure what I was going to do with it. Kristen had given me my answer.
And then my hair started to fall out, just in time to shave it into a mohawk! I've wanted one since I was 14, but my mother wouldn't let me do it then. Now I'm 41 (reversed numbers, interesting.....thanks Lynn), and my mother is dead. Being a cancer and chemotherapy survivor herself, I KNOW she would approve heartily!
Halloween afternoon, I was just coming out of my "chemo coma", the friendly term I've given to the three days of hell endured once every two weeks. It's like the first trimester of pregnancy, with the flu and a hangover thrown in for good measure. It sucks. Totally fucking sucks. But I digress...again.
Halloween afternoon was lovely, and the evening promised to be as well, for the first time I can ever remember since I moved to Colorado 13 years ago. I placed a chair out on the sunny porch, found an extension cord, and plugged in the razor. John made himself a margarita. He took great pride in getting the part just right.
I remained incredibly calm, considering that my husband had an electric razor on my scalp and my children had knives in their hands!
A few accessories and a whole lotta hair gel later, I AM your punk rock fairy godmother in combat boots! Let me know if anything's making you unhappy, k?
I cut out the words from the card and taped it on in between my wings. Can you see it?
Me-n-John:
Me-n-Jen:
I know holidays are for kids, but this one was so much fun for the grownups, for some reason.
9 comments:
That's great - wish I'd had you around when I was having trouble with those driveway guys!
(The scariest costumes? he couple at the end of the post!)
Bring on the combat boots and kick the crap out of that pregnant, fluey, hangover, sista! YOU are beautiful with a mohawk!
nice hair!-- thanks for the lovely comments. by all means-- send me the editing suggestions. I really need help and critical feedback. as for tho and thru, i have been against silent letters for such a long time, i even wrote a novella entirely in what i called revised amerikan spelling reform. my editor, holly rejected the spellings in this and my other short story, but i was allowed to keep 'tho' & 'thru' maybe i should just toss it out altogether?
thanks again.
check out our collaborative novel unfolding in realtime, if you get a chance.
Love it. I'm going to print out a picture of you and you can be the fairy at the top of my Christmas tree this year (in Britain it's a fairy instead of an angel).
Can I sit on your friend the whoopee cushion?
Love it. I'm going to print out a picture of you and you can be the fairy at the top of my Christmas tree this year (in Britain it's a fairy instead of an angel).
Can I sit on your friend the whoopee cushion?
oh my god, you are so hot with a mohawk! Your look just like tank girl with wings. You rock girl. Damn straight.
Fierce. Love it.
Wow, that is so deeply awesome...you are rockin' that costume like the punk rock queen that you are. Loves it!
Holy shit i nevet got to see these photos!! I am crying over your blog Sue!! You have brought me to tears with your writing you are so amazing and such and inspiration!! I love the Halloween photos you are so beautiful as a fairy in combat boots. You go!!!
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