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I have a confession. Remember all those St. Patrick's Day posts I wrote? The recipes...the decor...the traditions.... Well, guess who forgot to wear green??? I was half way to work and realized the date. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Why am I just telling you this now? I didn't want to admit it to you. After all, my Aunt Cheryl already admonished me...and threatened to disown me. Not really, but it sounds dramatic, doesn't it.
The truth of the matter is I've had a string of bad luck ever since. I think the Leprechauns are mad at me.
Last weekend, I dropped my wonderful treasures I found at the Antique Mall. You can read about this mishap HERE. In retrospect, I'm quite certain a Leprechaun knocked the bag out of my hands. Yep, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
So what happened this weekend? Ugh! Alright if you MUST know.
One of the less than joyous aspects of turning 50 is the peach fuzz that now resides on my face. Because spring is now here and the sun is actually shining, I decided to get rid of the fuzz since it catches the sunlight.
I've used hair removal creams before with no problem. Feeling confident with its effectiveness, I slathered it all over my cheeks and chin-line. Hmmm, I've never noticed that tingling before. Oh well, I can handle it for 8 minutes.
Eight minutes later, I wiped off the cream...and the hair....and a layer or two of skin! What the _______ (fill in the blank)! Holy Cow! This burns. I better wash my face to get the remaining traces of the cream off my skin.
Note to self: Noxema is NOT a good choice. Wah-ah! By now, I am doing an UN-happy dance.
Do you remember the scene in The Grinch where the young Grinch shaves to impress Martha May Whovier? Remember the results? Cuts and abrasions all over his face.... That's me!
Jordan tried wrapping an ice pack on my face to alleviate the burning. It didn't really help.
I am a hot mess and dread having to go to work tomorrow.
I WILL NOT FORGET TO
WEAR GREEN ON
ST. PATRICK's DAY
MAKE IT A GREAT DAY!