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Mirror in the Bathroom

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A few years back, after being asked what I wanted for my birthday, I was browsing the Costco website. Hey, I am a simple woman, it doesn't take a whole lot to make me happy. While perusing, I stumbled across an LED magnification mirror, rechargeable! I knew that my eyesight was getting a bit fuzzy, and I figured it could help me avoid any makeup faux pas when it came to blending my concealer/foundation, plucking my eyebrows, or while applying my eyeliner. Turns out it was probably the single worst birthday gift I have ever received.  Oh, not because it doesn't work. It works. It works a little TOO WELL, if you get my drift.  It amplifies everything that the Lord mercifully tried to blunt my eyesight so that I wouldn't see.  The sun spots. The wrinkles. The little red dots that I find particularly infuriating up by my hairline that I am sure are some type of sun damage.  I mean, I am sure it's all some form of sun damage, I live in Southern California and I grew up ou...

Ow! My Eyes!

 One day not too long ago, I looked in the mirror and there was something weird happening on my left eyelid. I didn't worry too much, because as I have aged, I have discovered that there are many, many weird things that start happening with my body, so I like to have a wait and see approach.  After a couple of days, the thing looked a bit like a blister, wasn't painful but didn't look right. Then I got a really good look at it with a magnification mirror. Turns out it was an eyelash that decided to grow upwards and into my eyelid instead of outward. What the hell? Why do our bodies do such outlandish things at this age? I have never had anything remotely like that happen to me ever before.  I half-heartedly attempted to try and pluck it out of the skin with my own tweezers, but the angle was terrible, and I could just picture myself gouging my eyeball out or something. Which is the last thing I need. Asking my husband to do it was nowhere on the option list, he has very l...

Car Problems, Alas

So we find ourselves dealing with a problem car. Which, ironically is a Honda Civic, which according to almost every single car ratings publisher of any kind, is the most reliable car you could ever possibly buy. However, it is a 2016, which was the first year of the current model redesign, and now in hindsight, you should never buy the first year of a model redesign.  From the get go, it has had problems with the air conditioner, which in this climate, is very bad. There was a recall for one part, but then the one part causes another part to go bad, which isn't under recall, and then you have to get that one fixed too, and its all just a big mess. For the last two summers my husband has just put coolant in at the beginning of hot weather and just crossed his fingers that it would make it through the summer. Which is barely has.  And now for over a month we have taken it to the mechanic about five times, and now we are at a point where we are being told that it needs a "new...

I'm Tired, Boss

 Ok, so it may be a bit dramatic to say the move was a disaster, but I would categorize it as such.  Did I tell you we had to push the move back a week because SoCalGas could not come out in time? So that meant my rented dumpster didn't time correctly with the day of the moveout, which wasn't how that was supposed to go.  And I mean, I THOUGHT we packed things well, but apparently the garage was not well packed. Which I tried to warn my husband about, that I thought we had too many loose items up in the rafters and such.  Well, it was true and the move turned into a partial pack and it took SO LONG. SO VERY LONG. We were all exhausted by the end of the day, and I know it was kind of our fault, but the movers still did damage a lot of my furniture, broke my television, gouged my beautiful new bedroom wall, and then one of them spilled motor oil on the driveway and then tracked it into the house. So 11pm found my husband on his hands and knees with isopropyl alcohol, s...

Moving On...

 I know that around the holidays people say they are really busy. And I am sure that they are. But I have been REALLY, TRULY busy in a way I haven't been busy for a very long time. Sixteen years, to be exact. You see, in one week, are moving. After sixteen years of being in this place, we are relocating. It is a very big change, for a very good reason, and overall a very positive thing. It's really and truly a blessing, to be honest.  I am not going to say why or where at this time, but suffice it to say there has been a home remodel for the past 7 months on top of the current moving process. Did I mention, I HAVE BEEN BUSY? There have been many Marie Kondo moments in the past few weeks for me, and I have donated an astonishing amount of things. You can accumulate quite a bit in that amount of time, and we have even done a fair bit of purging here and there too. But still, so much to go through.  As I have grown older, I am realizing that things are just, things. I am try...

Hot Ones

No, sorry to disappoint, this is not a show with hot questions and even hotter wings. Although we do adore watching it, and our favorite guest by far was Conan O'Brien. If you haven't seen the show, it's possible that Conan's episode may not be where you want to start. The sheer unhinged insanity of it might spoil every other episode thereafter. Or, possibly it will make you hate the show altogether. It could go either way, really. But, if you do enjoy celebrity interviews with actually thoughtful questions, you should seek Hot Ones out.  No, this post is about my hot takes about things. Many things. Unrelated things. ALL THE THINGS! HOT TAKE #1 Zipper merging is great, fantastic, wonderful. Except 9 out of 10 people, at least in Southern California, can't, or refuse, to do it correctly. When traffic is moving slowly, 20 cars piling up to merge all the way at the very end of the merge lane is definitely not the way it was designed to be used. This also leads me to w...

But They Don't Love Me

I have been forced to conclude that I am by far the weakest link in the group when it comes to Escape Rooms. It's taken about 5 or 6 times, but finally I am here to acknowledge publicly that I don't have what it takes to complete these things.  My daughter and husband? On it. They stride about the room, proclaiming insightful observations about the various objects in the room and how they might be interconnected. They often have flashes of brilliance that lead to exciting breakthroughs and the next clue.  Me? I am definitely TRYING to be insightful, but I tend to just sort of point out 1 or 2 slightly useful things, and that's about it. I think my biggest accomplishment on the last room was discovering that a picture frame could be opened up. Invaluable contribution, I'm sure.  Sigh... Not to mention I am absolutely terrible at combination locks. I have no idea why, but if my life depended on my skills to accurately and quickly line up 5+ lines of a combination lock, I ...