Stuck Between Two Twilight Zones
I watched Oprah yesterday because Dr. Oz was on. Is he ever not on her show??!
So, with my lack of sleep, super stress-ability, terrible diet, and weight, I gathered I am like the woman who was in her 40's who teared up when she had a "real-age" of a 60 year old... BUT I'm only 35.
But, I feel old. I have so many aches and pains. My shoulder ached all day yesterday and I don't even know why. I am just coming apart at the seams.
So I slurped some wine because Dr. OZ said it would make me younger. I ate some antioxidants in the form of chocolate. I "drifted" off to sleep on the couch, upside down, with my feet in the air, and got at least 5 hours of sleep.
I felt better this morning. Rested. Back good. Shoulder good. Yep, much younger.
Then I looked in the mirror and saw it.
Massive, outrageous pustacle of a zit.
Yep, much younger.
Such choices! Achy bones and old? Nasty acne and young? I'm stuck between two twilight zones and I hate them both.
I think I feel pretty much how Amy Winehouse looks.
4 comments:
But you made up a word! Pustacle. I love it! I will find a way to use it today.
Let's hope you're without Amy's nappy hair
It isn't fair that zits don't go away with age. I have a giant one on my nose right now. Gah!
Amelia: I'm glad you love my imaginative...errr...vernacular. It drives CG crazy.
Helen: Nobody could nappy hair like that. Blek! Too much heroine, not enough Pert. :)
Leslie: My mom, who never had zits, or hair on her legs for that matter, used to say they'd be gone by the time I was married. Looks like I should have married at 50 because I'm still zitabulous! And hairy!
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