that’s all i’m going for here.  haiti haiti haiti, then that guy wins in massachusetts…why doesn’t the media ever have big stories about how people have been trying to get health care passed since about 1912?  literally?

so, something to get away from all that, plus of coure the DEADLY FREEZING FOG…

first of all, i’m lazy.  LAZY.  i know people who wouldn’t go out of the house without full makeup and a cute little outfit.

i used to walk around Los Angeles IN MY SWEATS.  i’d walk down to the Whole Foods where people like patricia arquette would also be shopping.  i just didn’t care.  she didn’t look so great either, come to think about it.

so i care even less about how i look on a day-to-day basis here in splfd.  the bar for beauty is way, way lower here.  way lower.

and plus, there’s that whole thing about how i just don’t care.

when i get ready for the day, the only makeup i usually put on is some eyeliner, although even that is very faint now because i’m running out and i keep forgetting to buy some more.  and i fill in my eyebrows, because if i didn’t they would be completely invisible.

so, eyebrows.  a tiny bit of eyeliner.  that’s it.

occasionally i’ll go a little crazy and put on some mascara and then i look SO MUCH BETTER – but since i don’t wear it much anymore, when i have it on it starts to feel like the mascara is weighting down my eyelashes.  plus i have to take it off before going to bed and i hate to delay sleeping at all.

on sunday night kevin and i went to dinner.  it was a dinner for the 114th regiment, and he spent great portions of the day polishing the brass buttons on his coat, shining his boots, etc.  so i figured the least i could do was to put on some makeup.  eyebrows.  eyeliner – thick, liquid eyeliner, looks really good, mascara, blush, lipstick.  plus i spent more than five minutes fixing my hair, stuck a rose in it. perfume, fancy top, black pants that make me look at least five pounds thinner.

all gussied up.

we had a nice time – i sat next to a woman who had DRIVEN TO ALASKA with her husband, her son and his wife.

YEAH, THEY DROVE.  a total of something like 9,900 miles roundtrip.  can you imagine?

after dinner, though, they’d gotten a speaker.  an adjunct professor who spoke about “civil war medicine.”   she was the WORST SPEAKER EVER.  or at least the part i heard was the worst.  she started every sentence with “now…uh…” these long gaps in what she said, on and on and ON, it quickly became unbearable so i excused myself and sat in a comfy chair outside the bathroom texting randy.

i finally heard a smattering of applause and knew it was safe to go back in, so i did.

a fine evening.

went home, washed off all makeup, went to bed, got up, worked out vigorously as i do most mornings.  kevin was at wayne’s helping finish up his basement and we talked a few times during the morning.  he wanted me to join them for lunch at subway, which is the only place they ever go for lunch.  i said i didn’t know if i could make it in time since i had to shower after working out.  but i took a quick shower and decided that since i’d put on makeup the night before, i might as well do it again.  no lipstick, but all the other stuff.

i met them for lunch, good subway lunch, all was good.

later in the day i asked kevin if he’d noticed that i wore makeup again.

he said, “i noticed – but i thought it was leftover from last night.”

LEFT OVER FROM LAST NIGHT.

the more i thought about it, the funnier it was.  for one thing, he was definitely awake before we went to bed that night; did he just not look at me at all to see i was wearing no makeup?  and the next morning he kissed me before leaving for wayne’s; i was in my jammies, hair not combed, and still no makeup.  he knew i went to work out, he knew i showered – and yet he thought that somehow the makeup from the night before had magically stayed on my face, through the sleeping and the working out and sweating and SHOWERING.

funny fellow.

not so observant, but funny.

ok then ,

wednesday grace.