The Horror! The Horror!

I should start by saying that I am not a vain person and I don’t spend a lot of time parading myself in front of the mirror; however I now feel the need to be a little more vigilant so that these things don’t sneak up on me…



I know what you are likely thinking and no, I did not discover a wrinkle – those have been around forever and in any event, I prefer to call them “experience creases”. Nor did I discover a new patch of gray hair – those too have been common knowledge for a few months now. If you care to read more about that traumatic event, you can click here.



This discovery is much worse than those that have come before. To my horror, while I was applying face cream this morning, I noticed I had company and like most house guests, this one was not welcomed either. A wart you say? No, that would have been welcomed compared to this…



I know it wasn’t there when I went to bed last night, so at some point during my “beauty” slumber, I was accosted by this unwelcome menace and now, I am feeling overwhelmed, violated and beside myself (literally - one just happens to be on top of the other).



I don’t care to know where it came from, but I need to know when it will be leaving and how can I expedite the process?

Comments

Brian Miller said…
oh my, a sad day indeed. i think i saw a commercial on late night television for a neck exerciser...only $9.99 for a limited time and comes with a face cream to keep you from looking like brittany...
July 22, 2009 at 10:55 AM
Travel & Dive Girl said…
LOL Brian - I'm not sure I want to keep looking like Brittany! Ha Ha Ha...
July 22, 2009 at 11:26 AM
Sylvia said…
I'll tell you how to solve it with my Herbalist experience. Pick up a fic tree leaf. When you cut it from the twig, it releases a little bit of milk. Apply it over the wart - as many times as you need to. It will disappear. My son had lots of them in his finger knots (I don't know why; some kind of skin reaction). Today his skin is as a baby's. It doesn't take very long. Please notify me of the results.
July 23, 2009 at 1:09 AM
Sylvia said…
Ps. Whe you apply it, don't wash.
July 23, 2009 at 1:09 AM
Travel & Dive Girl said…
Sylvia - Thanks for the tip!
July 23, 2009 at 12:34 PM
Bobby Allan said…
I made the horrifying discovery about 6 months ago that my profile now resembles Tom Turkey. I feel your pain, sistah.
July 23, 2009 at 10:21 PM
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