Canvas

I was in a semi good mood when I woke up in spite of the neighbor across the street was up early screaming and yelling at someone for doing something and of course as usual she had to take it to the streets so everyone in a ten mile radius could hear. She is one person I will not miss when we move. I had envisioned a pretty uneventful day. The screaming neighbor would eventually go back inside and the quiet of the neighborhood would return. 

I got up and rubbed some preparation H on my cankles, ankles, I saw that on Dr. Oz. Decided I would try it. I put my face day cream on that's supposed to bring back my youthful glow. The jury is still out on that one. I also put on some under eye cream for my puffiness. After I got all creamed up, I tell you I never used so many creams in ,my life, I walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Then it started.

My face felt hot and I knew it was red. Great I had just sweated off all my creams. I blotted and wiped my face and neck and poured my cold water in my glass. I had to decide if it was worth my time to slather on more cream to bring back my youthful glow or just forget about it and live with my non youthful glow and puffy eyes and a couple of grey hairs which had found their way back in my hair again. 

A couple more glasses of water later and a scrambled egg I sat down and the decision was made. It was made by the next hot flash. It was pretty much pointless. So, I sipped some lemon flavored water and got out my watercolor paints. If I couldn't paint myself with creams I might as well paint a different canvas.