It's Not Easy Being Green

Today is home spa day - a day of powerful potential. On every spa day I think of unlocking perfect, luminous, glowing skin and bursting forth on the world with my confident radiance. Rarely does this actually happen, but I am an optimist by nature.

At the bottom of countless jars and bottles of goo, I spied an old favorite from Garden Botanica. Wonderful scent, feels good going on, creator of facial magnificence!

After 10 minutes I took the green mask off, but wait, skin is still green. Scrubby scrubby scrubby - ACH! I'm Kermit. I'm a leaf. I'm the stone that never rolled, and did indeed gather moss.

The flash on the camera diminishes my Wicked Witch of the West look by about three shades But here's a general idea of what the Board members will see when I walk in tomorrow on my first official day as choral Treasurer:



I think it's appropriate to be green when you're the money person. It shows a certain sense of team spirit and enthusiasm for the job.