Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you... MRS. LAMP!

Well folks, it's happened. I've snapped like a Thanksgiving wishbone.

Pixie decided not to nap at all today and the outcome was... well.. not pretty. Amidst all the fussing, I remembered when I was about 4 years old and had an alter-ego, Mrs. Lamp. I kept a simple white lamp shade on the post of my bed and whenever I was feeling like disappearing, I would stick it on my head, affect an unknown accent, and parade around the house reprimanding anyone who dared address me as Hollywood. As anyone could clearly see, I was Mrs. Lamp.

So anyways, I'm on this little trip down memory lane and the next thing I know I'm in the bathroom digging up all my nastiest makeup, smearing sparkly blue eyeshadow on the entire northern hemisphere of my head, and getting giggly. Luckily, I have one or two lampshades in my house. I paraded into Pixie's room and got the laugh of the century. I'm pretty sure she thinks I'm nuts, but she seems to enjoy it. I can't wait to see what psycological coping mechanism she comes up with to deal with her crazy mother. Family counseling, here we come!