Rouge

Today, after a long time, I gave myself red lipstick … I still can’t go to the hairdresser because I am ashamed of the scars and so I thought a bit of lipstick even to stay at home in my pajamas is good for the spirit.

The husband enters and says: “or where are you going all made up ?????? ‘”

I say his brain? Apart from the delicacy and then the lipstick is not all made up and then where do you want to go? At a party?

Sometimes you just have no words and you just laugh.

Then I have to do the rehabilitation so I am always listening to audio books because the nerve has to get used to it … (I have to hurry up because I am afraid for work to stay in silence for too long) and then I also do exercises where I have to listen and understand the words … the husband there puts the bad words … even there … what brain?

But as usual you laugh and pretend nothing has happened….

So because in the end the red lipstick helps to laugh and give color. As my grandmother used to say about cheeks, I think blush or in short, to make the cheeks it was “a little health” what I would need precisely