I drive about thirty minutes each day to work. Not my longest commute but certainly not my shortest. Sometimes I talk to friends, sometimes I pray, sometimes I listen to the radio. Often my mind wanders as the sights on the road catch my eye.
Today I noticed a bumper sticker, “mykiddidsomethingright”; is that really so noteworthy you need a bumper sticker? Or are you being snarky in response to the “My Child is on the Honor Roll” bumper stickers?
|See lipstick, it works. No, that’s not from this morning|
Ever since it was suggested to me to keep tweezers in the car I am amazed I lasted until this age without thinking I should do that. Oh wait, I never really needed them before I became this age!
I feel sorry for men; they can’t wear lipstick to brighten up on those mornings when you look like you didn’t sleep. And on the topic of make-up; when you are tired, (IMO) more make-up makes you look worse, not better. And that blue eye-liner trick, I think it works.
I want to believe I can wake up without caffeine, but some mornings I am deluding myself. I feel sorry on those mornings for people who try to interact with me in a meaningful way before 10:00 a.m. Today was one of those mornings.
If I had more time, I could write more and better posts. Not more better, mind you, because that’s poor grammar.