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.
Aww, that stinks :-( Isn't it great how parents are so willing to be upfront once you're older?
ReplyDeleteI have one of those suckers too. Damn it. Thank goodness for photoshop :)
ReplyDeleteHave a great time in Vegas.
Your dad is too funny! I hope you had a wonderful time in Vegas
ReplyDeleteHi, just stopping by your blog to wish you "Merry Christmas" before I hit my hometown for the holidays.
ReplyDeleteAwe! I can totally relate. I get break outs too, especially when I get stressed out. Your dad reminds me of mine (who would probably say the same thing). LOL
ReplyDeleteDawn ~Painter Mommy