Baby Face

I got myself a facial for V Day. The esthetician ground removed ten years off my face using microdermabrasion. I am not sh*tting you! I have not had a facial since before cancer. Back then I didn't think I'd be alive to have another one. The facial was great, the results remarkable and the relaxation was phenomenal. I'm going to do it again soon.

A friend and I went out for Cambodian food that afternoon. She was not having the greatest of days though she also had the foresight to think of me on that day, knowing there was a chance I'd be bummed as it was hallmarkzalesfloristspendmoneyanywaypossible Valentine's Day. I was coming off the high of my facial so I was feeling fine. My friend said my face was glowing though it was glowing from greasy facial stuff, not the facial itself, and I had planned ahead to treat myself. The dinner topped off my day, our conversation was interesting. On the way home, I stopped and saw Hannah, my fave valentine. She was excited and without being prompted told me, "Happy Valentine's!"

On the holiday of President's Day, I "worked" so I had time to download the remainder of the holiday music I'd purchased this past December on iTunes. I guess I was too busy in December to finish downloading the music. I was checking out my iTunes "library" and since I started using iTunes, at .99 cents per song times 595 songs currently in my library, I could buy myself at least one hours worth of live klezmer music or I could have 5 more facials. Five facials times 10 years off my skin per each facial would put me back to my birth year which would remove the threat of buying more music off of iTunes for quite a while.