Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


That awkward age

You know the one I'm talking about. The one when you're 37.

You know? The one where you have wrinkles, crow's feet and an occasional grey hair popping amidst the blonde highlights.

And, you still get zits.

A great big one on my chin.



  • At 10:08 PM, March 24, 2006, Blogger MrsDoF said…

    My worst blemishes were when I was breastfeeding and now in menopause. I'd say hormones have to be taken into consideration.

    I soak a washcloth in epsom salts water and heat it fairly hot in the microwave, then use it as a compress.

    Feel better soon. I'm sorry to report that the next 12 years aren't much easier.

  • At 12:43 AM, March 25, 2006, Blogger dyzgoneby said…

    I so relate. In highschool I had the greatest complexion. The older I get, the worse it gets. Then you add in the hot flashes and the torrential downpour of sweat. Bring on menopause....noooooo.


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