This Monday is not getting off to a good start which is making me think that my choice to not call in sick to work today was a bad one. First, despite the miracle I prayed for, the alien life form on my lip is still there. (NOTE TO READER: when you have dry,chapped lips,do not pick at the skin even though you have a burning desire to wear lipstick that truly does pull "your look" together. What happens is, you infect it or SOMETHING, since it impossible to keep your hands completely germ free even though you wash them 20 times a day and use all sort of anti-bacterial accoutrement). Basically, if i had to travel by plane today, one of two or both of the following would probably happen:
1. I would be asked to purchase another seat for my "friend" on my lip or
2. I would be whisked away by customs, etc.and asked to pull the explosive out of my lip. (yes, i just made a joke about terrorism--jokes are how I deal with the bad)
I suppose I am fortunate, as I had great skin through my teen years, through my carb loading in college (note: copious amounts of pizza and beer) and basically up until around this past Friday. Good thing I am going to the dermatologist today,lovingly referred to by my friend Jill as Dr. Pimplestein. This is not her name,but sounds damn close to it. The cold shower that began my Monday (GOD--how about a burning hot one tonight after spin and then tomorrow morning--you OWE ME) could be indicitave of a bad report for my sun damaged skin,although I am not hoping for that as the outcome. In the early 90's, "just the ten of us" would take the bus to the beach before we could drive and tan for hours. We would coat ourselves in oil, nary a hat, beach umbrella or even SPF 4 in sight. Burn baby, burn....and we were upset if we didn't go home that day (at dusk) without a resemblance to a lobster. I have treated my skin better over the years, as I am now up to SPF 30 and 45, but I am a sun worshipper at heart. GOD, please be kind to me during my full body skin-spection.
I need to wrap this one up and get on the road to work where my colleagues will mercifully make fun of my half swollen lip. I probably should not be wearing a jewel-toned pink turtleneck today which will surely draw attention to the fact that I am not wearing black, grey, or navy,thereby drawing attention to the "total package". In any case, the point I am making her is that I hope with steadfast prayer, God will grant me warm showers, a healed lip, and a good report about my skin. PRAY FOR ME!!
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