bookmark_borderTime goes by, but I am static….

I wrote this orginally six or seven years ago. I’m updating it today.

I Like:

  • A Tim Horton’s Double Double. (Yes, still enjoy this.)
  • Road trips. (Less so, but still a yes.)
  • Shoes. (Yes, yes, yes…more than ever. And now I also love boots.)
  • Magazines in the mail. (Not so much now that I have an iPad. But still get a few.)
  • Reading the paper. (Yes, but the Star just isn’t what it used to be. I grew up reading it. Started at 7 years old. Not going to stop now. But I read another paper now, too.)
  • Sleeping in. (You know, not as much as I used to. I seem to wake up earlier (but not early) these days)
  • A Dollar store (Yes, they are even better now.)
  • Modern furniture. (Yes, still like it. Still dusting it.)
  • Santa Fe. (Yes, but have not been in a while.)
  • The Rocky Horror Picture Show soundtrack (Of course. You don’t like it?)
  • Mealoaf and meatloaf. (Um yeah!)
  • Candy. (Now and forever. Fun fact: I have never had a cavity.)
  • Good sheets. (This was less my thing and more someone else’s big thrill. You can get nice sheets at Winners that don’t cost an arm and a leg. I buy those.)
  • Dinner time. (Yes, are we having meatloaf?)
  • Beer. (Yes, please.)
  • Red wine. (Sure, another glass would be nice.)
  • Jello. (I have not had jello in years…so maybe not.)
  • TV. (People who say they don’t watch TV confuse me.)
  • Classic rock ballads. (Nothing is better when cleaning the house.)

I don’t like:

  • Anything at the crack of dawn. (Yes. Please let me sleep in a bit more.)
  • Tapioca. (Still gross.)
  • Sandals. (I have summer shoes, but I would not call them sandals exactly.)
  • My toes. (Still funny looking. But as I grow older I am learning to embrace my body.)
  • Pizza. (I have eaten some really nice pizza in the last while. But still not my favourite.)
  • Root vegetables. (I am getting better. But please no yams.)
  • That new music. (Some of it does not make me want to weep. And some I actually like. Shhhh.)

I hate:

  • Laminate flooring. (It has vastly improved but it is still not my flooring of choice.)
  • Waxing my eyebrows. (Had to stop due to a sensitivity issue.)
  • Not waxing my eyebrows. (There are other methods to keep from looking like cave woman. I employ them.)

So, I guess the more things change, eh? I do have quite a few new likes now. And few more I don’t. That’s coming soon…it will shock you all. Not.

bookmark_borderMaybe it’s nothing and I am nuts…

So a few weeks ago I was at my doctor for a routine visit and I pointed out this puffy spot in the corner of one eye. He said it was probably because I sleep on that side (I do) and that it was “gravity”. He suggested trying to sleep on my back or my other side. Easier said than done.

My friend and super stylist S. thought it was perhaps an allergic reaction. She gave me a few suggestions that I took, but I am pretty sure it’s not allergies at this point.

I figured it would eventually go down, but it has not. That is, if it is indeed there, and not a figment of my imagination…

I say this because two of my friends at work now think I am nuts, they can’t see this spot. Well, I admit it is indeed a small spot. Quite small. Maybe so small that most people (beauty and medical personnel excluded ) can’t see it.

Maybe I should ignore it. Maybe this type of thing just happens when we get older. Maybe I am just too vain. Maybe I am just a wee bit nuts. Maybe this is the first sign that I am turning into Joan Rivers.

Or maybe — just maybe — my dermatologist has a magic cream for me. A cream that just might to more for my aging ego than for my swollen spot of unhappiness.