March 18, 2019
My dearest Lord Hades...
You are hi-fuckin-larious!
No shit, there I am. After taking off the Persephone at Springtide costume I just picked out for the photo shoot mom and I plan to do, I need to run upstairs super quick, right? So I dart around the corner--
And pull up short.
Who is hunkered down, staring at me with equally huge eyes in the middle of my staircase?
Yeah. Really funny.
Not creeping along the wall. Not skittering in the shadows. NO. Traipsing down the middle of the carpet in broad hall-light, bigger than a quarter, devil-may-care-dee-dah.
I had just divested myself of the singed-flower crown with its flies and spiders. I was all...*Shit, did I walk upstairs wearing that thing and one of the Halloween spiders fell off?!? It’s the same size. Did I...noooo. I’d remember going upstairs. Wouldn’t I? Well...I am the Dain Bramage Queen. Lemme blow on it—NopeNopeNope! Totally alive!!!*
I know You’re missing Her already even though She’s not quite gone. I know You’re going to be mopey Down There while She’s up here playing with Mommy and me. I know You’ll feel the need to send reminders of how creepily awesome You are like postcards from Hell.
But we do NOT put big ass spiders en route to my bedroom, yo!
SITREP: 8-legged infernal postcard returned outside. All Halloweenie spiders on Persephone crown accounted for. 🕷 shudder 🕷
In homage to Your Infernal Deviousness and Her Glitterific Gloriousness, I give You this video.
Thanks as always for the oodles of inspiration!!! MUAH!
Some of the other photos are on this post about what led to me doing this photo shoot when I did, as well as on Facebook.