So - on a lovely sunny day, with fresh lipstick on I take one of those ubiquitous selfies, that I don't usually take 'cause who needs to be reminded of all that.
But I was liking my Burts Bees lip balm, and snapped the picture. Then I looked at it and wondered if I'd suffered a stroke I was unaware of? One eyebrow is soaring about a foot above the other. Odd, I always knew I was an unbalanced person, but with an unbalanced face? And, to look that different? Really?
Then I split the picture apart, and lo and behold, there are two Lisa's. One looks like a nice, approachable person. Someone whose company I wouldn't mind. The other Lisa, well, she looks a bit mean, a bit angry and frankly, I WOULD NOT cut in front of her at the grocery line.
That got me thinking - well, that pretty much sums me up too. But the way I like to think of myself is a lot more 90-10 - 90% really nice and 10% not so much. But really, I think that's a lot more like wishful thinking than reality. I'm not sure where that percentage lies - but me thinks it's a bit higher than 10%.
I'm glad that the b*&^) that you wouldn't cut in front of is there. Some days she needs to fight more than she does, and other days - well, it might be nice if she could cool her jets once in a while.
But I do kinda wish that I wasn't wearing it so blatantly on my face!