I've noticed in the last few months that I don't like what I see in the 5x magnifying mirror in the mornings. It is disconcerting, to put it mildly.
WHO is that person?
Well, now, with a band aid strapped on my face between my nose and lips - kinda a band aid mustache, I'm avoiding this thing until this latest episode is over.
The dermatologist told me it would fade eventually. Really? Let's hope.
There are five stitches. I probably will be heading to Houston looking like the "Band aid Bandito".
I'm trying diligently to find the humor in this latest saga.
Today while having the sale of stuff, I acted like there was nothing wrong as people did a double take as they came in the garden.
A thing of beauty? Not.
I tried a Sponge Bob Square Pants band aid but THAT was not even funny.
The magnifying mirror has been banished until the purple, yellow, stitched space has faded. At least somewhat.
No photos were made for this post of me. Did you notice?