Adult Acne

I knew it was bad, I didn't think it was that bad. I arrived in Vegas last night about 8:30/9:00 PM. Kids pass out hugs, we bring in the stuff and my then my dad takes a look at me. Says, "What happened to your face?" 

Wonderful. It's not like I had black eyes (ok, I have the racoon look going on), but still. It was dim in the house, not even full lights and one was really bad, bright red, even in the dark. I guess it was noticeable. I guess I should be glad he didn't call me Rudolph. That's the name of one of the puppies that woke me.