Oil of Old-Lady

Sometimes I think that time has marched on..right over my face. I have wrinkles, smile lines, and funny looking crepe papery looking eyelids. I also have a few tiny broken blood vessels on my cheek. Yup..time must have got me.

Maybe I need some of that Oil of Old-Lady. My Mother in law used to smear that cream all over her face and eyelids every night, and she remained much younger looking than she really was her entire life.

I hate anything on my face, if I wear makeup I feel all clogged up. I have gone so long without makeup that it feels all foreign on my face. I gave up on makeup completely when we opened the greenhouse. I would get a bit of a tan and I was good to go. Makeup would have just ran off my face in the warmth most days anyway.

I know some women who would never leave the house without their face perfectly in place. I feel sorry for them, they must feel like they have been taken hostage by their makeup.

As far as I know no one has ever pointed their finger at me and laughed out loud because of my makeup less face.

On days when I do wear makeup, Far Guy says "You put makeup on." Not you look beautiful..just "you put makeup on." I think he prefers me Au natural!

Last Fall I woke up one morning with a ZIT! Right on my chin, I could hardly believe it. I must have had one last hormone that went totally nuts. I felt younger for those few days that the zit plagued my chin. I almost felt like a teenager again, inspecting my face every morning, checking again at noon to see if it was any better, staring into the mirror at night wondering what it would look like in the morning. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer, I popped the darn thing, it stopped hurting and in a few days it was gone just like the teenage memories that it brought with it.

So do I want to smear some greasy looking crap all over my face every night? No, I think it is too late, I am past the point of no return. I am what I am, or the wrinkles are where they are:)