I am currently in possession of something that no self-respecting woman of a certain age should have.
A hickey.
That's right folks. I've been walking around all day unknowingly sporting a love bite. I went to Stroller Strides, I went to the market, and I went to Weight Watchers. All brazen and bare necked. Had I known, I would have worn a turtleneck. Or a scarf. Or some mother effing concealer! But in my sleep addled state, I failed to notice that the Dr. tried to suck my blood out through my skin last night. Ain't we a classy bunch?
8 comments:
Oh, hell, wear it with pride! Anyone who looks at you cross-eyed is just wishing they were young and hot enough to be kept up all night for something other than boob-munching. And I choose to not think of Dr. SOB as a boob muncher, so don't go there.
You make me laugh really hard, for so many reaons.
it's quite lovely. i should get me one of those.
think that's bad? i gave myself one trying to suck the itch out of a mosquito bite. a huge, red-now bruised- effing hickey on the hairless side of my forearm. i should have taken a picture
Oh my god, I just got one and I taught my college students all damn day with it! So professional. I'm sure I'm up for instructor of the year at this point.
It's starting to fade this morning. Thank goodness I'm not a church-going type. I feel like that would be pretty much the worst place to go wearing a nice purple hickey!
just means you're still young and hot :-)
Thank you, Vasilisa!
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