Nothing to do with anything!

So the last few days I chose not to wear my normal make-up and opted for subtle beauty. I don’t think I cake my make-up on but some would say my rather fashionable smokey eyes are too dark. This was first pointed out to me from across a crowded dinner table filled with 15 or so of my closest relatives by my lovely grandmother who’d been wincing at me from across the way all night. I thought perhaps it was because she was looking at me adoringly since I traveled such a long distance to see her and the rest of my family…I was sadly mistaken. I guess you become more honest with age, from across the table I hear, “Rebecca!!” unsuspectingly I say “Yes Mimee?” “You’re make-ups too dark!” she exclaimed angrily…in that moment I had that experience that movies are always haming up when you walk into prom to realize that you tucked your dress into your undies and the music screeches to a halt and all eyes are on you! Normally this kind of thing doesn’t embarrass me but I think at that moment of being completely blindsided I realized how much older and distinguished I thought and still think I look with the makeup on instead of like a freshman in college. She took my cleverly planned disguise and outed me in front of everyone. This leads me to current day and where I was originally going with this. Five times yesterday I was asked if I was tired or sick! Is it sad that I wear enough makeup that I am unrecognizable without it? My mom would say no, but of course, she’s biased…my dad asks me who I got in a fight with (my two black eyes, get it? Har har). The day before I went to get my nails done in the same “condition” I casually mentioned my husband and daughter and for the second time in two days the lady gasped and said, “my goodness, I thought you were in college, you don’t look old enough for all that.” It seems to me that some little alarm should be sounding in their inner monologue that’s saying ABORT ABORT! Apparently not because the day before a lady was trying to sell me skin products for “my age group” which turned out to be for teenagers. Don’t get me wrong, I am thankful for the youthful genes it’s just sad that I don’t feel comfortable walking around outside my house with a naked face! Is it because I feel the need to hide behind it? I know I wear it to look “pretty” but also because I see make-up as an art form for my face! It seems like some underlying self confidence issues; yes I know, I guess I better put this on the list for things to work on just in case!!


More importantly what does this have to do with eating right and exercise? Absolutely nothing…so here goes, I had a 100 calorish size box of cocoa puffs and ridiculously large coffee filled with enough sugar and creamer to power a 2 year old for 3 days straight. At lunchtime I decided to get a protein plate minus the white chocolate mocha only to find out that Starbucks sold out of them at 8:30 that morning! Instead I got the chicken humus plate; it came with no fruit and cucumber which I so desperately hate! I choked it down and ate the other 2 ½ servings of cinnamon chips left over from yesterday. Some friends came in and as I was forcing my new found heaven on them they forced me to do the math 60 over 140…42% fat, well hell! It didn’t stop me from finishing the bag and I’d almost bet you it won’t stop me from buying more…sad isn’t it?! Even after knowing the truth I still refuse to stop, I have a feeling I’m not the only one! How do you overcome this? I’m not sure yet, we can put that on our list too!! Mmmm working out today, I walked to the printer a LOT! That’s all I plan on doing since this is a late day and seriously picking up my daughter and general play with her is a work out, especially now that I have to pry her out of furniture every few minutes that she’s wedged herself into while pursuing one of our unsuspecting cats for a handful of fur! So there, that’s my rant for today!!