||[Jan. 12th, 2017|02:02 am]
I bought mystery lip gloss today. It's a sealed container of shimmery scented gloss, and you don't know which scent you purchased until you open it up. Possible scents include cotton candy, bubble gum, mixed berry, banana, cherry, mint, vanilla, cucumber, and cola. I got marshmallow. Frankly, part of the surprise was the wee size of the tiny little plastic compact of gloss inside its larger packaging. Are my lips that much bigger than the target audience of this gloss? It's a cute little compact, though. It looks like a miniature macaron cookie. It now lives in the pocket of my winter coat.|
In less adorable news, when my Dad gets tired (and he tires easily), he gets discouraged. Tonight, I asked if we could call some of my cousins to check in with them, and he said, "What am I going to say? You want to lie and tell them I'm doing fine, but I can't be any worse!" It's hard to know how to respond to that. His recovery has been slow, but he has been getting stronger. I wish we had some exercises to strengthen his morale.