What on earth did I do to deserve this? Honestly. I was just sitting in my Jeep, reading a few pages of a book, and, needing to adjust my hair I looked in the mirror on the back of the visor.

What I wouldn’t give for perfect skin! You know the kind, blondes usually have it: tiny pores, smooth, and typically the same color everywhere.

I have bumpy, splotchy, oily skin. I have huge pores. Probably it doesn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things – I manage to get love and be happy – but wouldn’t it be lovely to be cursed with, say, giant ears and teen-model skin rather than giant ears and my skin?

(I think my ears are from my maternal grandfather. The nose, of course, is from dear old dad.)

On the bright side, I still get carded for everything. *grin*
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