Saturday, September 20, 2008

So Looneely

For an anniversary present, my mother-in-law paid for me to get a facial. And, the esthetician did such a good job of convincing me that because of the facts that

a) I am caucasion (she is a 48 Korean woman who looks like she's 30 -- seriously)and
b) I have VERY dry skin

if I don't do something about my skin, I will one day look in the mirror and find a wrinkly prune staring back at me.

I think it was a combination of the facts that a) she's a convincing saleswoman and b) I had already been thinking these same thoughts myself... that caused me to pre-purchase a package of 5 facials for the next 5 months. It was my anniversary present... to myself.

Today, while enjoying my 2nd facial (first of my five) it came into the conversation that my husband is deployed. When I told Annie (my esthetician) that Hubby is deployed, she did not skip a beat.

"Oh," she said, "but your in-laws live in San Diego, right?"

Me: "Um, no, actually they live Maryland part of the year and Florida part of the year"

Annie: "Oh. Well, your family lives here, right?"

Me: (Pause)

Annie: "Parents? Sister? Brother? Aunts? Uncles? Cousins?"

Me: Um. No, actually my family all lives on the East Coast.. my parents live in Pennsylvania"

Annie: (Stopping what she's doing) You're from Pennsylvania?!

Me: yes

Annie: "Oh SARAH... YOU SO Looneely!!"

Me: awkard laugh

Annie: "But, you have friends here...... right?"

Me: "Yes... I have friends"

And, thank God for friends. And my dogs. And technology that makes Hubby in Iraq and my family on the East coast not seem so very far away. And yes.. I'm saying it.. thank God for work.

Because without all of these things, Annie would probably be right. I probably would be "So Loooneely".

But, just today, after returning home from my facial (skin softer than a baby's bottom.. thank you, Annie!) I spent my afternoon chatting with Hubby online and even following him around the fantasy world of a computer game we play together online sometimes.

So. No. I'm not so lonely, afterall.

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