Dateline: Day 3 Not even 2 1/2 days after the TCA peel and I am looking so frightening, I’m concerned about working in my son’s first grade classroom tomorrow.  This is the kind of scary that makes kids cry. As I was out and about in my Habitrail today (elementary school, coffee, drycleaner, grocery store, [...]

I love Bristol Farms with all my heart.  It could be the 1:1 ratio of workers to customers.  It could be that I can call the butcher and he’ll special order my 3 – 5 pounds of denuded short rib I need for my recipe that I gleaned from the super amazing restaurant, Jar… and [...]

I have to admit to you, here on the eve of going to have my face peeled with acid, that I have flushed thousands of dollars down the dermatologist/medspa/cosmetic surgeon toilet, merely to find out that my outer shell is made of something other than mere human skin.  I am special, I am mutant, I [...]

Emboldened by my success with the IPL (see yesterday’s blathering post), I tried another laser last year, one that was supposed to zap my “fine lines” (charming euphemism for crow’s feet) and even out my skin tone (another charming euphemism, this one for restoring my sagging, collagen deprived skin).  The price was staggering – over [...]

This post won’t be funny, so if you’re here for laughs, this won’t be the post for you.  Nothing to see here … move along. My phone rang early this morning and as I grouchily said, “Who would call this early in the morning?” I picked up the phone and made my displeasure clear.  My [...]

A few years ago, my husband bought me a series of IPLs for Valentine’s Day.  I had asked for it (don’t hate him!) because I had long wanted to do something about my freckles which had, frankly, become rather silly looking on a 40-something suburban mom… imagine Pippi Longstocking driving an SUV through the carpool [...]