Day 1 to Day 30
Day One: Ready for my sexual reassignment surgery.
Day Two: This shirt is actually camouflage if I’m standing in front of some bougainvillea.
Day Three: The floor is made of lava!
Day Four: God, Mom, you’re so embarrassing.
Day Five: I married an ax murderer.
Day Six: Fresh as a daisy!
Day Seven: Jackson actually watching in horror as I grow out my hair.
Day Eight: At work, standing in front of a painting by Susan Venable.
Day Nine: What, WHAT could be more fun than flash photography at 7:00 a.m.?
Day Ten: Photo by Jackson, taken from his car seat. See how excited I am to go buy beer at Costco?
Day Eleven: We’re both sick, but only one of us spent the entire day in his jammie shirt.
Day Twelve: Did I tell you? I bought Jackson a George Bush punching bag.
Day Thirteen: I love how people’s faces flatten out when they lie down.
Day Fourteen: Upside down is also kind of interestingly unattractive.
Day Fifteen: The floor is not lava today, but polished concrete.
Day Sixteen: I had a request for more photos with glasses.
Day Seventeen: In order to maintain balance in the relationship, whenever I have a bad hair day Jack wears his human-hair burka.
Day Eighteen: It’s not a fauxhawk, nor is it a chickenhawk: it’s a Nemo!
Day Nineteen: This afternoon a woman in the parking lot of Trader Joe’s asked me for detailed instructions on how to make her hair look like this.
Day Twenty: Doc Oc’s hair was much better than mine today.
Day Twenty-one: Look! I’m stalking myself!
Day Twenty-two: A sign of nastiness to come: the hairy monkey neck.
Day Twenty-three: In the back seat watching Jackson pretend to drive, wondering how long it will take him to use up all the wiper fluid.
Day Twenty-four: At 10:00 p.m. I said, “Whoops, I haven’t taken a picture yet,” and Jack said, “I have just the hat for you, we’re 2 and 1.”
Day Twenty-five: Green roses.
Day Twenty-six: Fabulous, FABULOUS morning hair.
Day Twenty-seven: The Beckett.
Day Twenty-eight: Preparing to steal a large, orange squash on the field trip to the pumpkin patch.
Day Twenty-nine: This look works for me, not washing my hair for three days.
Day Thirty: I love the smell of burning pumpkin in the morning.
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