Old age. It snuck up on me, and smacked me right in the face.
It all started in the bathroom at work. I was washing my hands, looked in the mirror, and caught a glint of something shiny. Upon closer inspection, I discovered the dreaded "first gray."
Those of you that have them, know the feeling. One morning, you have a full head of glossy, colorful hair, the next, it becomes infiltrated with sproingy, lifeless, colorless wire-brush bristles that pop out in the most inconvenient areas.
So of course, I plucked it out of my head, went running down the hall to my friend/therapist, completely devestated that my youth had been shattered in one fell swoop. Mind you, my friend/therapist is approaching 50, but looks 20 years younger. (It's true, WL)
Today, upon close inspection in the mirror, I've discovered that my face has, despite my very best efforts, grown some creases and divots here and there. Little crinkles sprouting out from my eyes, crevices around my mouth that are tell-tale signs the humor that fills my life. Which meant I had to immediately go to Target and get wrinkle cream.
This. Stuff. Stinks. It smells weird. It makes my face tingly, and not in an "I've been laughing for an hour" sort of way. And expensive!! I bought the Target brand of Olay Regenerist and it was $19 for 1 ounce.
They say you get wiser with age? How dumb was I to buy this crap?! This has just solidified my opinion that people are meant to grow old gracefully, and so that is just what I plan to do.
After this stuff is gone--it WAS $19 an ounce.
Unless I see results, then I'm buying this crap in bulk. ;)
~CSM

My new favorite "i will always be young" product is a Say Yes To Blueberries product. Check them out at CVS, not $5.00 but NOT $19.00!
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