I'm Getting Botox

Yeah I am. I have these lines...11's they're called, for those 'in the know'. Which I was not, until I started looking into Botox and now I'm kinda sorta in the know, inasmuch as it pertains to me.

I've had Botox before. When I was in my early thirties and when I was making tons of money and only had one kid. And it was nearly $500 for my 11's, so that was rather sobering (I kinda got it on a whim one day when I was at this posh day spa where I was having laser hair removal done, which was a total waste of money don't even get me started) and at they end when they told me how much it actually WAS (I'd already had it done) I outwardly calmly handed her my debit card but inwardly passed out dramatically. Long story still long, I never had it again.

BUT...I freakin' LOVED it!!!! I 'From-Here-To-Eternity-smootching-on-the-beach' loved it! So yesterday a Groupon landed in my inbox for 20 units for $89. How could I pass it up? Am I made of STEEL??? I am not. I'm made of fat and wrinkles, so I took it! I will let you know how it goes!

On another note...I'm afraid I might be fighting with my BFF because of some drunken stupidity that I really don't even remember, but I'm too a'skart to ask her if we are because if she says yes we ARE fighting and she hates me now, I will be devastated. The super smart and always awesome Jenny said to message her. I'm gonna. But in case she's reading this, I want to tell her that I love her, and ask her...how many other people would have kept your borrowed copy of 'Superfudge' in practically pristine condition for 30 years and then wrap it up like an x-mas present and return it? How many? None, that's how many! So...there that is. And also I love you.