Think Out Loud [5] I have lipstick and I'm gonna use it!

Okay, so my mom has been on a mission since my divorce...a spruce up Robyn do or die sort of thing. It started with my winter coat, a blue tired zip up number. "You just look so cold in it," she'd say after telling me, "You have to get a new coat!" I'd look down, run my hands over the soft material, "It's not cold because there's enough room for me to wear two shirts and a sweater underneath." She'd laugh, stop laughing, then shake her head. I've had the coat since my oldest was 4. He's eleven now. This Christmas while we were already at the mall for something else, she gave me honest to goodness puppy dog eyes. "Mom, while we're here, why not stop in Sears and see the sales?" She bounced all the way to the store. I saw the coat I wanted in less than a minute. Tried it on. Fell in love. I'm sure she expected the whole mom/daughter shopping experience, but I do not like indecision.

Part two, which occurred in the same timeline with the coat, was operation "get rid of those damn glasses." So I had my glasses longer than my coat. They were pretty. I liked them. My mom shook her head and told me, "No way are you wearing those things another year!" New glasses...check! Christmas stocking-new lipstick (only lipstick). Makeup...check!

Now I'm armed with glasses I'm still not sure about, a coat that's awesome, but not a two T-shirt/sweater combination type of coat, and girly lipstick. Thing is, I'm still me. I'm past the stink eye part of post-divorce life; if a guy smiles at me, I don't immediately want to kick him. Progress. But I am no where near the flirting stage. I'm barely in the smiling back stage. I have a feeling my mom is growing restless and something new will be added to the list. Dresses? Shit.

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