Zombie Faces and Mother’s Day Bouquet!
Look at this!! It’ s my Mother’s Day bouquet!!! Professor Daughter, the smartest progeny ever, sent flowers that will probably live longer than I will, unless I turn Zombie. (Which apparently I did today.) She sent flowering bulbs that we promptly buried in planters.
As I mentioned in my last blog, I bought make up. To wear. Unfortunately I am so Cheap I decided to use up the OLD make up this morning. (Old like from when make-up was stored in jars that Egyptologists like to discover.) I painted it on, just like the cosmetics lady in the department store showed me. The Prince Consort came in to see what the hold up was, took one look, and blurted out, “Is that the stuff you just bought?”
When he was satisfied it was not, he said, “Well it looks better when you step away from the florescent lighting.” And he hurried downstairs to wait for me in the car. He knows when he’s about to say more than his life is worth.
But when I appeared in the dimly lit garage, he came close to a heart attack. My face was ghost white. He trashed any effort at control and spent the rest of our trip into town asking me to show him how zombies filled their drink cups at the fast food unit, how Zombies walked in the grocery store, how Zombies .... He was quite the comedian on how jerky my movements should be to go with my death mask make up.
By the time we got home, I assured him he had worn this joke out. He asked, “Do you have any more of that make up?” I’m not sure if he was relieved or sorry to hear I’ve thrown the old stuff out.
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