Let’s talk aging

It is unbelievable that I am 52, yep and as we age a whole lotta shit changes. First, skin, good lord I took a selfie a few days ago and wholly pores. When exactly did my skin look like sand paper. Facial hair and brows: facial hair has multiplied, the fu man chu ugh no not cute and everyday I am tweezing some long ass black course hair, what the hell… my eyebrows are nothing, one has some hair the other has a serious lack. Last, the night sweats are out of control, not only do you not sleep but when you do just get a frickin towel to lay on or you might wake up thinking you have been swimming.

If I can fix it, I will. Here are my brows micro bladed day 1. Don’t panic in 2 weeks they will be half this color and thickness. Breathe they will be beautiful. Next week is lip blushing, will let you all in on that too

Lets talk lashes

My best friend is the beauty guru and her lashes are amazing. I have gone and had lash extensions that made me crazy because I felt like I couldn’t wash my face, my issue but I have to wash off mascara.

So a few weeks ago my girl brought over lashes and schooled me on how to put them in easily. Ha right this is a lie, big fat lie. She showed me in like 5 minutes just glue, place, etc. I was going to a party, it took me 5 tries, a tube of glue and a whole lot of laughing but got them on.

I’m sure this is easy if you put lashes on daily but for me this was hilarious and difficult. I love them but good lord help me….

Funny conversations

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My husband and I amuse each other frequently. Tonight after dinner we decided we needed some ice cream. I was nominated to drive because I had not had a beverage yet. I get in his huge pickup and of course have to adjust the seat forward just so I can reach the gas peddle and the steering wheel down.

We successfully get our ice cream sandwiches and he advises that when we get home I need to adjust the seat back because last time he got in after I drove he almost got a punctured Larnyx. Ha now really how is moving the seat going to keep you from getting poked in the throat area? I could do nothing but laugh.