You know how on Friday I wrote about how we couldn’t find any eclipse glasses? Well I decided to go old-school and make a pinhole camera and then this happened:
PS. No makeup, sweaty, hair in a pony tail, being (adorably) mocked by my child while WEARING A BOX ON MY HEAD. I am the antithesis of every shiny and perfect instagram selfie. WORTH IT.
PPS. That is not even the most embarrassing part of this story. I’m saving that for my next book. It’s that horrific.