Gift from heaven

Today was one of those whirlwind mornings with a quick trip to the Art Under the Umbrella fest in Old Town LQ. We were looking for a watercolor artist that has painted a big horn sheep in the past and promised us he would again. Well he was a no show so off we go to PS to golf with our friends. I dropped my man off and went to drop Grace off at Gdma's and then back to park and go golf. Well the parking lot was full so for the first time ever I parked in the PS Museum parking lot next door. I was apprehensive about leaving it there but was running late so did it anyway.
After golf Jerry drove our cart there so I could pick up the car and unload our clubs etc. There was a black range rover stopped behind my car with the door open. No biggie except the owner came hurrying over to it and I said to her what are the chances? Then I realized it was Diane Keaton! Seriously? So I ask her ( I dont know the protocol for movie stars) aren't you Diane Keaton? I know it really sounds stupid now. She says yes and I tell her I really like her work...again not sure what you say and there are a couple movies I do like. So she tells me she is on an architecture tour and how fascinating it is...so I mention O Donnell golf course having a great history too...and we bond and then go to our cars. Well I get ready to back up but she is still in my mirror..just sitting....so I get back out and ask if she minds letting me out and she apologizes. I back up and then we wave as we pass like we are girlfriends or something for at least one minute!
The very best part of this whole minute or two of my life was this. I do not know if desert living is drying me out or if its just the great aging process, but my skin is really getting loose. I feel embarrassed by it and have tried to stop wearing short sleeves thinking I must be grossing others out. I check out everyone I meet to see if they are also losing the glue that holds them together. I know everyone says the sun and yes I did enjoy my share of rays but as God as my witness I come from a whole big line of wrinkly relatives. Baby if you got bad genes there isn't a damn thing you can do about it. So I have been struggling with this issue for months and just this morning mentioned to my man how sorry I am I look this way. I know I am pathetic but tell me what aisle self confidence is on and I will buy a case. I know, right?
Well here is my greatest birthday gift that just came out of heaven to raise me up. Diane looked just like me! She had lots of smile wrinkles and her hair was completely straight..I could have hung out with her and been comfortable! I am a bit upset that she advertises this moisturizer and looks so wonderful in the ad that I honestly bought a jar of it hoping I would also look fabulous. Dont make me go get it and show you please because while it feels delightful I am still old Cher in the am.
So I feel sad that our society and media airbrushes all the flaws and aging away from the people we see and make some of us feel awful about ourselves. I feel wonderful though to have found someone else dealing with it. She says she wants her face to be authentic and show how she feels. So I wonder how she feels hanging with the Goldie Hawns etc out there that dont have anything true about them.
Maybe she feels like I do or maybe she found the aisle with self confidence galore and she is just fine with the woman in her mirror. I know I felt so much better like maybe I am just fine too.
Thanks for dropping by!  :^>