But anyway, one of the best things about aging is no longer breaking out. Unless you’re me, of course! If you’re me, you get a zit erupting on your chin which is so huge, if the world floods, Noah will at least have a place to land the ark, ar ar.
But want to know what the final cruelty is about having a zit when you’re old and wrinkled? It doesn’t look like a zit. It looks more like a wart, or maybe one of those mysterious facial things that old people seem to get sometimes. Just…a facial protuberance.
Years ago, my sister accidentally jabbed herself with cuticle scissors. The resulting scab looked enough like a picked pimple that she felt compelled to explain to people that it WASN’T A ZIT. REALLY.
Now I’m debating whether I should tell people that IT’S JUST A ZIT. REALLY.
Aging really does change one’s priorities, doesn’t it?
Acquaintance about finding me an older boyfriend: “Don’t worry—we’ll find you someone who’s extinguished.”
Whenever I look in the mirror it's a shock to recognize the old lady looking back at me.
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Zits,,,huh?? I prefer to call them "tiny particles that only help explain our uniqueness in the whole scheme of things". :D
ReplyDeleteLove it! Then I must be MASSIVELY unique!!! But fortunately getting less so.
ReplyDeletePat, hard to believe that what you see is a shock! You've always reminded me of J.K. Rowling. What were you before, a super model?!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Tam...and yes, you are MASSIVELY unique! AND, Pat...yeah, how can you see an old lady when you see yourself in a mirror? You are very young looking! Really!!
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