I put put on this mask the other day because I had 10 minutes to myself (a rarity). It never occurred to me that it would make me look like the axe murderer. Selah June came running up behind me in the kitchen, and when I turned around she let out a blood-curdling scream. I’ve only heard that scream a couple of times, and never were they forebearers of good tidings of great joy.

Of course, I scooped it of my face as fast as I possibly could, but she didn’t know what to think of me for the rest of the night.

Sorry, kid….  I let the cat out of the bag. ?