Does It Really Matter?

My little sister let me borrow some of her completely amazing Aveda face lotion the other day, and I decided that I really needed to have a bottle of my own. So I went to the spa/salon where they sell this stuff and while I was looking around a sales lady with perfect skin, perfect hair, perfect nails, perfect clothes, perfect teeth (well - you get the idea) came up and asked if she could help. Of course at that moment I was completely aware of all the flaws in my physical appearance. The dull hair pulled back into a bun that's half way falling out. Spit-up all over my shirt. Pants that still aren't fitting quite right. Old, beat-up running shoes. (Well - you get the idea!) After getting the lotion, she asked if I needed anything else - and before waiting for a reply, showed me this under-eye cream that's supposed to get rid of dark circles. Huh? What? I have dark circles under my eyes? She said I should use the cream and drink more water and the circles would go away. Hmmm - I guess it has nothing to do with the fact that I'm up every 2-3 hours every night feeding a baby. Or that I am completely exhausted everyday from only getting a total of 6-7 hours of sleep every night - not consecutively. I wanted to say "Lady! If I need more of anything, it's sleep. Not water!"

And later that day Mia laughed out loud for the first time. And I forgot all about the dark circles under my eyes.

The only thing I had on me at the time was my phone - so the picture is a little blurry. But she's still cute!