Me and the talented Elizabeth Malinofsky. (I’m the one with the wrinkles.)
Sometimes I get to go out and have my picture taken with nice people who’ve read my book and sent me nice notes. It’s fun. It gets me off the farm. And that means I don’t have to wash the dogs.
But most of the time I get to sit at my desk, reading glasses falling off my face, watching Tug and Grundy mix it up with the moo cows and wondering how the heck I confused the deadlines on two different projects, why a simple headline eludes me, and if the age spot vanishing treatment I treated myself to will actually work on the butt-cheek size blotch on my face.
I doubt it. But if it should surprise me, I’m applying it to the pups. 😉
OK – WHERE? Where are these wrinkles? You are beautiful and I swear you look younger than me…and I’m only 29!
Second – tell me how the spot vanishing cream works! Is it the one with the eggs on the commercial? If so I was about to get it, too – so you’ll have to be my guinea pig!
So…why am I always a little purple monster here?