In my never ending quest for lost youth, and after countless hours of research, I decided that Botox would be my magic bullet for treating my crows feet, those super cool lines that traverse across my forehead, and last but not least, those really neat bulges that occur under my eyes when I smile. Fun!
So anyway, two weeks ago I went to see my dermatologist, eagerly anticipating the joys of having 26 units of poison injected into my face and handing over my hard earned money... And all so I could look just a little younger.. That's all I wanted. I swear! But instead I got this... My cheeks have fallen and it feels like there's a ten pound weight on them...okay I exaggerated a bit, it more like 9 and a half, but my eyes look tired, and my brow looks much like that of Frankenstein's... Awesome!
The good news is, I hear this is only temporary and should be back to normal by Christmas... When I do my annual Santa Claus impersonation.. all fat and jolly! Ho ho ho! Well happy holidays boy and girls!