No more angry eyes

One of my favorite movie scenes if from Toy Story...when Mrs. Potato Head packs Mr. Potato Head's "Angry Eyes" in case there is a fight. When I am sad, angry or have a head ache I furrow my brows without effort. Actually, it's a genetic trait that goes all the way back to my great grandmother. It's not really the kind of trait that you brag about or hope to pass on. And I often look angry when I really am not. There are times that it comes in handy, I am an Assistant Principal after all, but I also think that it makes me look unapproachable and upset.

I had a 35th birthday last week and it came with many tears, fears and worries. So during a cry fest to my best friend, she gave me a concerned look and said, "you know, we really need to do something with those lines between your brows!" Hmmm...not really what I was looking for, but it did take my mind off of the issues I had been crying about. She recovered by saying that it's time to wipe away what doesn't really exist. She doesn't think of me as an angry person and the lines on my face say otherwise. She said, eventually you will want to be out in the world again and I want you to feel good about yourself and see what I see. So her birthday gift...BOTOX!

I know some of you might not think it was such a great gift, but I knew it came from such a true and caring place. So I went to the doctors, put ice between my eyes and then he did it...put a needle in my head and 5 seconds later...Done. It wasn't instant results, and in fact it is suppose to take two weeks before final results. But I want you to know...my angry eyes are gone. No more lines, no more furrow...it's gone. And I'm still able to make expressions with my eyes, just not so extreme. Happy Birthday to me!