Daughter, Doctor and Eyeshadow
Last Friday, payday, I decided to do a little cosmetic shopping along with the grocery shopping. At first Lex was enthusiastic and eager, but as we looked at foundations, powders, mascara, etc, she become grumpier and grumpier. "Mom! This foundation is $7! With the eye shadow and lipstick, that is $20 that you could spend on food!"
Then she got hostile, "Mom, Brian thinks you look better without makeup and so do I! Why do you want this stuff?"
I explained I wanted to look more professional at work, that I feel like I am looked at for not wearing makeup.
She humphed, "Maybe it is because you dress so frumpy! Maybe it's because your clothes are covered in cat hair! Have you ever thought of that?" Nice kid I have there, huh?
In retrospect, I think she got overhungry and therefore "cranky".
I opened my makeup and looked at it Friday night, the night I bought it, but then I went to Six Flags water park on Saturday, so no need for makeup that day and Sunday I was supposed to just be going with Brian to pick up my car and drive it home. We were running behind and I didn't even shower! (And then ended up at his parents' 40th anniversary dinner, sheesh.)
Monday I loaded the makeup in my purse and took Lex to the doctor for her last hand checkup.
As usual, we sat in the doctor's office and waited...and waited...and waited. Finally we talked about how the doctor always shows up when you are doing something embarrassing or personal. Lex offered to fart. I said nope, I was going to put my makeup on and that the doctor was sure to show up then.
I put on my foundation, I get out the powder and open it. I notice the puff has powder on it.
I mock-seriously say, "Hmmm, I think I need to take my makeup back, it looks like it was already used!"
Lex replied, "And if they ask you if you have a teenage daughter, tell them no!" Then she giggled.
(And the doctor walked in as I was applying my eyeliner.)
Then she got hostile, "Mom, Brian thinks you look better without makeup and so do I! Why do you want this stuff?"
I explained I wanted to look more professional at work, that I feel like I am looked at for not wearing makeup.
She humphed, "Maybe it is because you dress so frumpy! Maybe it's because your clothes are covered in cat hair! Have you ever thought of that?" Nice kid I have there, huh?
In retrospect, I think she got overhungry and therefore "cranky".
I opened my makeup and looked at it Friday night, the night I bought it, but then I went to Six Flags water park on Saturday, so no need for makeup that day and Sunday I was supposed to just be going with Brian to pick up my car and drive it home. We were running behind and I didn't even shower! (And then ended up at his parents' 40th anniversary dinner, sheesh.)
Monday I loaded the makeup in my purse and took Lex to the doctor for her last hand checkup.
As usual, we sat in the doctor's office and waited...and waited...and waited. Finally we talked about how the doctor always shows up when you are doing something embarrassing or personal. Lex offered to fart. I said nope, I was going to put my makeup on and that the doctor was sure to show up then.
I put on my foundation, I get out the powder and open it. I notice the puff has powder on it.
I mock-seriously say, "Hmmm, I think I need to take my makeup back, it looks like it was already used!"
Lex replied, "And if they ask you if you have a teenage daughter, tell them no!" Then she giggled.
(And the doctor walked in as I was applying my eyeliner.)