Silliness overflowed today from life to my book and back again. I finished the last Dorkosigan book just now (last in the series, but I have more of them unread to go back to) giggling helplessly. It was like licking cake batter out of the bowl. Jeez! Over the top! And the book cover made it all that much divinely sillier - A classic romance novel dance scene, with silvery printed alienesque moon, fireworks, and futuristic skyscrapers; the characters were all wrong! can't they even get the hair colors and relative height correct? The smirking dancers! Whose evil brain cooked that up? I can't stop giggling.
Moomin's toenails are black. "Because that would be cool and punk rock." His fingernails are red. "Like claws with alien blood!" Rook's toenails are glittery purple. Mine are silver-pink and my fingernails are a somewhat botched french-thingie....I feel quite maidenly.
I took some photos of Moomin in full gear this evening. The well-dressed of the Hemulen household are wearing a hoodie vest, Startrek communicator in one pocket, flashlight in the other. Binoculars. Arrow-quiver made of a water bottle and rope - jauntily over the shoulder. A coat hanger bow. Tinkertoy arrows. And "a deadly stabbing dagger for when I run out of arrows." He'd whip out the communicator... "Quick! Bring me up to the spaceship right away!" At some point I became overwhelmed with the cuteness, but couldn't find a tape for the video camera... dammit... usually I hate the thing. In this case it could have come in handy.
rook and I are off to watch kung fu hustttle at the late nite show, with the Acrobat watching vaguely over Moomin. The silliness has not ended! I will bring my inhaler.