My Lucky Day

I had an amazing day yesterday.
My daughter had an appointment for The Ultrasound. The one that tells you a little boy is growing in there, or a little girl.
I volunteered to babysit Little Granddaughter.
We played dolls, and puzzles, and playdoh. We put on shoes and zipped up coats and went for a walk in her stroller.
Jasmine said "ducks? ducks?"
"No sweetie - it's too cold to feed the ducks today."

Back home, we ate our lunch and waited for Mom to come back. It wasn't long before Mom came bursting into the house.
"It's a Boy!"
"Allllllright - good news! Everything's o.k.?" Daughter nodded her head as she picked up her daughter and gave her a hug.

Hmmm - can Baby Boy wear pink sleepers and onesies?
Not a chance (I decided) I'll just have to stop at the mall and check out the newborn clothes.
Oooooh -how exciting!

Waved good-by and jumped into my car. Stopped to pick up a latte. I happened to look in the mirror. Eeeeeeks - is that me??
Maybe I'd better stop at Sephora and refresh my lipstick. For those of you who don't know Sephora, it's a well-known make-up store. They carry oodles of make-up - every brand you can think of. There are lots of testers- with disposable applicators, tissues - everything you'd need to try, try, try - so you'd buy, buy,buy.

I chose a rich wine lipstick. Ahhh - that's better. Might as well apply a little foundation while I'm here.

"Can I help you?"
"No, I'm o.k., thanks"
"Well that powder you're using needs to be applied with a brush - not a tissue"
"Oops"
"Here let me show you."

Obediently I followed her to the make-up application station.
"This must be your lucky day!" she enthused, "We'll do a full face."
What does that mean? She'd normally do half a face?
I sat on the high stool and watched her do her magic.
I must say I was impressed. She used brushes for everything:
concealer, liquid foundation, setting powder, blush.
A real artist.
When she was finished, I looked in the mirror. Wow - what a transformation!

"So, shall I take these to the cash for you?"
You've gotta be joking, I thought. I didn't come here for that. All I wanted was a quick dash of lipstick to liven up my face.
"No, but I'll take that brush."


Now on to Sears. I made a bee-line right to the baby department and got lost in all those sweet little blue onesies, teddy-bear blue sleepers, teeny-tiny blue socks, hats, blankets......when a youngish lady (dressed in an autumn costume) approached me. Obviously a store employee, she carried a basket over her arm. I peeked inside and saw colourful fall leaves and dark brown pinecones.
"Choose a leaf or pinecone and you will win a prize."

Hey - that sounds like a good idea. Sticking my hand inside the basket, I wondered what the prize would be. Samples of shampoo, or baby lotion, a box of chocolates, or maybe a trip around the world! My imagination was catching fire...
Withdrew my hand - I'd grabbed a pinecone.

"Oh a pinecone! This must be your lucky day! You win a 10 x 12 picture at our photo studio!"
Yuk - I don't want my picture taken.
"Can I give it to my daughter?"
"Sure, no problem."
What a disappointment. I walked away and once again immersed myself in soft, snuggly, powder blue, teeny tiny newborn clothes.

A few minutes later I heard a familiar female voice.

"Oh a leaf! This must be your lucky day! You win a 10 x 12 picture at our photo studio!"
I should have guessed. No matter what I'd picked, the "prize" would be the same. LOL!