Our Costumes were a Big Bang, in Theory

I pulled on opaque tights
with sensible shoes
denim skirt
mismatched blouse and sweater
thick glasses
and the tiara of
Amy Farrah-Fowler.

Then colored the bald head
of my husband
with a brown grease pencil,
while he sported his Flash tee-shirt
and khaki slacks
ala Sheldon Cooper.

It might have been more fun
had I not replied,
when asked what I wanted to drink,
“Tepid water, please.”

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Photo by Mary Bach’s phone

Nerd Alert!  When Mama Zen asked for 65 words about Halloween costumes over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads I decided to show and tell what the hubs and I did last year.  You might just want to click on the link and check out the rest of the toads in the garden.  :o)

Consumed

Who worries about being minimalist?
An entire industry arose
to organize stuff;
to build stuff
to hold
stuff,
to help us
get rid of stuff
so we have the space
to fill with newly purchased stuff
 
But what are we trying to fill?
What went haywire in our hunter-gatherer brains?
Where is your empty space?

This is for the promp 55+ at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, where we are asked to write 55 words, plus use some aspect of “space.”  Click on the link and check it out.