...doesn't mean that I have to LOOK like I do.

My husband and friends have been keeping me well supplied in pampering stuff like lotions and balms and the like and, while I use the lotions every day, I don't really do a whole lot more than that.

So tonight, I dragged out the pile of stuff I've accumulated, and got to work.  You know the stuff: plucking eyebrows, deep scrubbing and masking the face, pedicure, manicure.  Basically the works.  Okay so for the manicure I just trimmed up the nails and cuticles a bit, but, hey, they look way better than they did. 

I feel like a woman again.  And I guess that was the point of the exercise, wasn't it?