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>Little Miss Red Face

>My rosacea has flared up again. My doctor took me off the oral medicine, it can have severe side effects and she wanted to see how my skin would do without it. The cream she wanted me to keep using, increasing it to twice a day, and come back if it flared up. It didn’t.

So I started to slack off, only once a day, then once every other day, then whenever I thought of it and finally hardly ever. I used my gentle facial brush and the organic under eye cream and moisturizer and my face was looking fine.

Then today I walked in the bath room to use the toilet, and as I was looking in the mirror while washing my hands I saw it. That red flushed look in my cheeks spreading back from my hairline and up to the top of my cheeks that rounds under my eye.

Crap.

So its back to using Finacea twice a day and it means I need to schedule an appointment since I will need another prescription for it soon.

It is just as well, my eczema is back too.

>You are probably tired of this by now

>it is so cold. I can’t get over being cold so you are just going to have to deal with me continuing to talk about it.

When I got up this morning I looked at the temp on my iPod, unfortunately it was for New York City, where I am not living, yet. When I saw the text from WeatherBug saying what the temperature was at home, I was kind of bummed that Andrew was up and wanting to take me to the train station. It was 1°F.

It’ll get warm some day.

>Seen in New York

>A woman carrying a dressmaker's dummy on the subway. Well it was a stop on 6th avenue. Then she got on the subway and set it on her lap.

Cinderella. Really! She was blond, wearing a blue ball gown and singing. And on her snow boots she had red flashing lights. That's Cinderella, right?

Sent from my iPod

>Then I realized I had 1 tampon left. Yes just one, oh if this grosses you out just leave! Come back tomorrow.

So I drove to Target to buy some more. They didn’t have any. I don’t mean they didn’t have any at all, just none of my favorite brand. I was annoyed. So I bought a box of Cheerios. Didn’t want to waste a trip. Then on the way home I swung by CVS.

They had none also. So I had to buy another brand! It was very upsetting and it better never happen again.

>Yesterday I made a quick trip to the city just for the morning. I don’t normally make such a long trip to just go to a store, but I wanted to return the boots. I was fretting of course, but not only did they exchange them, but they were super nice about it. Even bringing me the size in between to make sure I got the right size boots.

Then it was on to get some Atomic Fireballs. No I do not want to blow up anything, except maybe my mouth. I’m talking about the candy, which I found at a store in the Lower East Village. As I was walking back to the subway I saw a little market, which I walked in to see if they had my tea and also found Gluten Free Crackers. Happy me, its the little things.

Em and I went to a party Saturday night and neither one of us was happy at the end of it. She made fun of me and then complained cause I was drinking Vodka and got a little out of control. Someone told her to get over her phobias, which she thought was cruel of them. I thought that it was cruel also, but if she wants me to jump to her defense she shouldn’t laugh and make me feel stupid. Especially in front of other people.

She sent me an e-mail about it, which I didn’t answer, I was asleep when she sent it and saw her first thing in the morning, when did I have time to? I was all snuggled under my 4 blankets sending out drunk tweets.

According to WeatherBug this morning it was 5.2°F (-15°C) with 4 mph WSW wind it felt like -3.5°F (-20°C). I can’t tell you how cold that is because I was not outside at the time I got that notification. When I did go out at 9:00 a.m., I a can tell it was freezing! Brutally cold all day. At 5:30 p.m. it was only up to 18.7°F (-7°C). Spring can’t come soon enough for me.

>A salute to saline

>Saline is wonderful stuff.

When we were kids we used to gargle with it when we lost a tooth. I’ve also heard it touted as a treatment for sore throats.

My piercer recommends it for cleaning piercings.

It works well for washing the snot out of your nose. Oh should I have said mucus from your nostrils? Same thing.

What? You want more? That’s all I got.

>And thus the week ends.

>The perfect week

My week started with finding out a dear friend’s husband had just left her. Then on Tuesday, a day I was planning to return some boots and get some candy for Em. Instead I ended up in the Beth Israel emergency room.

Then when I went to work Friday I forgot to take the boots to return. I was at work fretting about forgetting the boots when I got a text from Stitch telling me the driver side mirror had been hit and was broken.

So now I need a new mirror. It can wait, do I really need to see where I’ve been?

I hate cars.

>Reading SPAM

>Sometimes when I’m bored I go through my SPAM mail. I always wonder why there are e-mails from Zales, iTunes, Sephora, Sony, Land End, WeightWatchers and Victoria’s Secret in my SPAM folder, since I also get them in my regular inbox. I’m thinking maybe there is something different about this e-mail address or maybe there are too many links in the e-mail? Since I normally just delete those e-mails I don’t think about it too long.

Then there are all the ‘earn cash’, adds for Viagra and Cialis (don’t use), some guy named Michael who wants to send hundreds of hits to my website so I can make hundreds of dollars, (is this blog considered a website?) and the matchmakers who have found 3 matches near my zipcode (its always 3) and someone who thinks I can read Chinese (I can’t, I can kind of sort of read Spanish). There are also the foreign government officials, or their wives, daughters, mistresses, dogs, cats (o.k. I made those last two up) who want me to launder money for them.

However, when I was reading how to get my Ђ 650,000 Euros from the lottery in the Netherlands that I didn’t enter, G-Mail flashed a big red warning across the top of the e-mail saying not to click any links or give them any personal information, which kind of bummed me out since to get the prize I had to tell them:

1. Name:
2. Address:
3. Age:
4. Sex:
5. Marital Status:
6. Occupation:
7. Country of Residence:
8. Nationality:
9. Telephone Number:
10. Fax Number:
11. Draw Number above:
12. Next of kin

I also wasn’t supposed to discuss this with anyone, for security reasons and unscrupulous elements. I guess I’m not going to get the money.

Seriously, you really shouldn’t open SPAM e-mails, definitely don’t click on any links in them if you do and don’t believe them when they say they have money for you. It is a scam. It is best to just leave them where they are, in the SPAM folder where they will be automatically deleted. I opened them to provide you with this information and to protect you. That is just how much I love my readers. (I also used my work computer, why not infect the State of New York’s operating system? So much fun.)

>Tuesday I kind of got derailed with my blogging, I took stuff to work to take back to the store, then there was a thing that happened at work, so I ended up at the emergency room and didn’t get home until 2 a.m. My phone battery and my iPod Touch batter both died, I was so bored just sitting there.

Wednesday I just slept in and then kind of did nothing. I started downloading apps for my iPod touch and now I can read Kindle and Nook books. Both free apps. I started cleaning up my Sony Reader library and was quite surprised to see it was almost midnight. GULP. Well, I must go now. Tomorrow I will try to catch up.

>Retail Therapy

>There are probably some people who will say I shouldn’t be talking about ‘retail therapy’ on Martin Luther King, Jr’s Day, however, if not for this day, I would not have been able to engage in this therapy. I would have had to go to work and who knows how the day would have ended.

Em had her nail appointment and I had no idea what I should do. Since I had been looking for boots online I decided I would see what I could find in the city. Here’s what I did, I signed into ‘Yelp’ and looked for shoe stores. Then I looked for one that was close and had 1 dollar sign. I found Bonito Shoes on 6th Avenue near 38th Street. I didn’t check the reviews, I was looking for cheap. Every pair of boots was $40. I bought two pairs because the pair I was looking at online was $80. However, when I got home I discovered that one of the pairs was the wrong size, so tomorrow I have to go back to the store. I also got a little blister on my foot since I wore one pair all day.

Em had a groupon, but she decided she didn’t want to walk all the way up to where the restaurant was, so we just walked about until we found a nice little restaurant, publike place. It was called Papillon; 22 E. 54th St; New York, NY 10022. It had your standard burgers and salads and suchlike fare. Plus the best pumpernickel rolls you could ever hope to have, anywhere.

After that we went to ‘5th Avenue Chocolatiere’, which for some strange reason is on 3rd Avenue, not 5th. Em wanted to get chocolates for people at her office, she kept saying she was going to buy the peanut butter and coconut chocolates. I asked her for the chocolate gun and handcuffs. I had to settle for a chocolate covered pretzel with mini M&M’s on it.

It was a good day, a day that got worse when I saw the wrong size shoes, then got better when I saw an e-mail from my friend, “Darling we are alright.”

Happiness.