Today's Post Should Be Brought to You by Oil of Olay

So, while driving home from shopping with Mom on this cold, gray, supposedly autumn day, I looked at my hands on the steering wheel and thought, "My, they're looking a little dry. I should really moisturize when I get home." Looking in the rearview mirror, I spied a horror of all horrors! Pulling down the visor and opening the small mirror, I closely inspected what I believe is a beginning of a wrinkle. Right there, under my left eye. I smiled; it crinkled. I didn't smile; it was still there. Faint, but still there. Mom, I never should have scoffed at the idea of using Oil of Olay when you tried to give me a helpful hint or two about aging graceful. Cher had it right: If I could turn back time... Agghhh!