Hello, Pretty!

Hoo boy, I’m really going out on a limb now. Really livin’ on the edge, flyin’ by the seat of my pants, leapin’ before I look! Such a maverick, ambling to the mailboxes by the front door and checking my mail — wearing nothin’ but Hello Kitty flannel pajamas.
Shoes? Brushed hair? No and no. Lipgloss? No. Just HK and I, standing at the mailbox, pretending to casually sift through the mail, knowing that, at the slightest sound of someone else getting anywhere even near the hall, I’ll be dashing down it as if I were nude and on fire.