I planned to write a post last night, but after dinner I got wound up in an organizational frenzy. Things went downhill when I reached the linen closet and discovered a sample of Aveeno Positively Radiant Daily Moisturizer. Even though I have used Clinique Dramatically Different Moisturizing Gel on my face every single morning and night for twelve years, I foolishly decided to switch things up and take the free sample for a test drive.
I washed and moisturized my face immediately because how is a girl supposed to go one more second knowing she's not as positively radiant as she could be?
Seconds later, my eyes and face were burning with the heat of a thousand suns and no matter what I tried, the pain would not subside. I took out my contacts and washed my face repeatedly with the gentlest cleanser I could find and even switched out my washcloth and towel. Nothing worked.
I finally ventured out to the living room with my eyes open a teeny tiny bit to tell Matt his optically compromised wife was going to bed, and this was on the TV.
AND THEN I FAINTED.
Fear not, Matt's not toying with the idea of entering the dental field. He had an appointment for a dental implant scheduled for this morning and wanted to prepare himself for what was to come.
I am a girl who once fainted at the dentist office after getting a cavity filled.
And the morning after I got my wisdom teeth removed, I went into the bathroom to rinse with salt water and when I saw my very swollen cheeks in the mirror, I hit the floor.
So, since I don't do well with gruesome dental details, I got in bed. Matt came in when the implant video was over and when he asked if I needed anything, I requested that he hold the small fan I keep on my nightstand up to my eyes because that was the only way I could feel some relief.
Luckily I woke up today and my eyeballs had cooled way down to normal temperature. But Aveeno Positively Radiant Daily Moisturizer is forever dead to me.
Matt and I both had the day off today, and he was hurting big time after his dental implant appointment. He was describing the intensity of the pain to me and I stopped just short of saying "BUCK UP COWBOY, I HAD A BAD EXPERIENCE WITH A POSITIVELY RADIANT MOISTURIZER LAST NIGHT, SO I KNOW PAIN," because something tells me having a giant piece of metal screwed into your jawbone is probably a little bit more painful and also, not done purely in the name of vanity.
So I made sure he had a steady supply of ice packs and jello and that he took his medicine and then I made a trip to Sonic to get him a milkshake because HE HELD A FAN UP TO MY EYES last night as I fell asleep and I thought that was a debt I should attempt to repay.
I'm happy to report that I just so happened to have an eye doctor appointment scheduled for this morning and everything checked out in tip top shape.
But it's safe to say I won't be betraying my beloved Clinique anytime soon.
Or organizing the linen closet.