Trying to turn a raisin back into a grape

By Jim Butler

As I walked in from work, I thought it was a box of chocolates resting on the kitchen counter -- red and gold and hinting of treats.
Nope. Instead it was a kit of face restoration salves, lotions and creams -- just for me.
Bonnie says it’s time I devote attention to my skin. Really?
I suspect she ran into the same huckster who sold her five belts for me on the same day -- all black, all the same size, in fact all the same belt.
Four of them still hang in the closet, long since too small for what they were intended; the fifth long since worn out, stretched to the limit and trashed.
Anyhow, there are five (there’s that number again) tubes and jars in this kit, with instructions of which to use when and in what sequence.
I worry that if I get it wrong and out of order something horrible could happen to my face.
On second thought, almost anything would likely help.
Now let’s see, use the scrub, then the conditioner, then the serum (snake oil?), then the moisturizer and lastly the screen. What, no botox?
She means well and has high hope, but I suspect Bonnie’s good intentions are akin to trying to turn a raisin back into a grape.

Editor Jim Butler can be reached at jim.butler@eunicetoday.com