Not the kind you put on a roof.
The kind I thought only “old” people get.
I have them.
They are ugly.
And, lucky me, they aren’t hidden under my shirt on my abdomen and back.
They are on my neck.
Like a big hickey!
I texted a photo to my parents last night and asked them if it reminded them of when they caught me in Safeway buying makeup to cover up a big hickey in high school.
Even my doctor told me it looked like a hickey.
I just hope it doesn’t spread all over my neck.
Then, it would just look gross.
Only time will tell.
There’s a good chance my kids will end up with chicken pox, too.
So, I’m just venting.
On the bright side…the weather is beautiful!
So, maybe I will blow up an air mattress and rest outside while the kiddos play tomorrow.
home is…there’s always a bright side.