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Hark! Is that old age, I hear?

Amazingly enough, around this time of year--every year--I turn a year older. I call it a "birthday" because it's the anniversary of the day of my birth.

Pretty clever, right?

Right.

I'll be 33 in a few short, wrinkly, creaky-jointed days. What do old people do to celebrate their birthdays? I'm not sure, but it probably involves facials and peels and botox. 

Not for me, of course, because I'll ALWAYS look youthful. But for other people, they're totally up on that injectable botulism and dubious "fillers." I'm still holding strong with my crunchy, all-natural face care stuff.

Except this morning I used one of my favorite old philosophy products and I'm like, yeah--some chemicals are totally worth it. Which makes me think, well, if this chemical is okay, another one would probably smooth away these fine lines. And another one would probably plump up the skin here. And I probably should just go dunk my head in a barrel of chemical treatments and …

So much winning.

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Listen. I'd like to put this delicately. I'd like to sound humble. But I can be real with you, right?

Lately? I've been kicking butt at life.
Domestic life, anyway.

For the past few weeks, I've been SUCH a little Suzy Homemaker. I've been doing things like "cooking meals," "staying on top of the cleaning," and "doing laundry."

During the week, even.

Normal Life: I DO NOT DO THINGS AFTER WORK EXCEPT COOK (if I must), EAT, AND GO TO BED.

Oh, and child care. I do that, too. And TV.

But, New Domestic Success and Fun Good Times Life?: I'M AWE-INSPIRING.

Are you not, dear friends and random readers, sitting there at your internet-connected device thinking, "Wow, this blog should be renamed 'Boring is Unbelievable.' Does she mean to say?--does she actually think I believe?!--that she not only cooks food, but also cleans and does laundry? Pish posh!, I say. Pish posh and... and... poppycock!"

I hear you over there sputtering over …