A week ago today I turned the ripe old age of 72, yay!!! In truth I still can't wrap my head around it, just because I'm young enough to remember in my younger days, 72 seemed really old. But as a wise women once said, " It is what it is." And that's the truth. We can't change it so we might as well embrace it. Besides I'm still around watching my children raise their children and I get to enjoy the best role I've ever had, Grandma.
But I still try to keep up appearances. I don't do the nightly regimen of wrinkle creams and age spot lighteners hoping to still grasp the skin of my youth but, I have always been of a mind never to leave the house without wearing at least some makeup.
I have always spent a lot of time on my eyebrows and, for whatever reason, I just wasn't born with tails on my eyebrows. Only recently have I noticed that the front portion of my eyebrows is balding! Consequently, I spend between 15 -25 minutes reconstructing the whole of my eyebrows, trying to make tiny hairlike strokes, so as to not look like I have 2 caterpillars crossing from one side of my forehead to the other.
Which brings me to tonight's blog and the birthday surprise?
By Patty Lynn
I know you’ve heard the phrase that goes “the gift that keeps on giving,”
But that was never truer than my gift, and I’m not kidding.
I never could have guessed this gift, it caught me unawares,
And while I just wait for it, I’ve got to say, I'm scared.
What could it be you wonder, I hope you’re sitting down,
For when I tell you what it is your jaw will hit the ground.
But I think that I’ll wait a bit to tell you what it is.
Just to imagine such a thing, one passing thought I’d give.
So there before me was my gift, I can’t believe my eyes.
I never thought I’d get this gift, this utter, grand surprise!
I’m sure, like me, you’d stare and stare then read the short description…
And ask yourself, if this could be, now was it fact or fiction?
But though you’re in a state of shock you think that it’s terrific,?
(I hear you thinking to yourself, “Hey, Pat, please be specific.”)
I’m wond’ring if my eyes deceive, I really can’t believe it.
I see it there in black and white, but I still can’t conceive it...
That something I had entertained, if only for an instant,
Was staring there right back at me, my shock, it was insistent.
What is this that you’ve opened here, come on now, Pat just tell us,
Enough now, stop your teasing, from all this drama spell us.
OK, I’ll tell you what it is because you’d never guess it
I do so love a “guessing game,” OK, I must confess it.
Yes, I’ll tell you about my gift, it simply is terrific.
A gift that was particular, for “ME”; it was specific.
You might not know my eyebrows are a problem ‘cuz they’re thinning,
So trying to construct each one I start from the beginning,
First shaping, tracing, filling in, with hairline strokes to finish.
The time to do this, it’s a lot, try 15, 20 minutes.
And so my gift gives back my time, it’s EYEBROWS that are permanent,
Done by an artist who is skilled, I’m thrilled in the affirmative!
Her work speaks for itself, can’t wait to be a client
I’m anxious to lie still and be just quietly compliant.