Monday, March 22, 2010
he wants to know
I rarely take a good look at myself in the mirror anymore. It is because when I do, I find flaws that I have forgotten I have. It is easier to forget when you don't see it anyway. Ever heard of out of sight out of mind? I so believe that. But the other day while the little man was looking at himself in the mirror I got behind him and we made faces, we sang, and pressed our noses at the mirror like goofs. That was when I realized that my nose is littered with blackheads. Nasty, horrible blackheads. I must have said the word aloud because my boy asked me what are blackheads and I had to explain it to him as simply as I could. I immediately included over-the-counter blackhead treatment on my grocery list so I can buy it from the store when I get the chance. I don't know what to get so I may have to rely on my instinct. Or maybe get something really cheap. Whatever will work to get rid of these crazy blackheads.