Facial Issues

OK - I admit that I make faces. I think in recent  years, I've gained some control over my Grocery Shopping Faces.  

Still, I slip sometimes. Recently about the price of a dozen eggs at Easter. 

(scornful lip curling, 'pfpfpft', backward jerk of the head) 

There was that amazing find on lunchmeat at Meijer - really nice sliced roast 

beef for $1.99 a pound. 

(Open mouthed smile, all teeth showing, slight leaping skip - yes, I was embarrassed about that one, too.) 

ANYway, I'm getting better at controlling my outward expressions. 

or believed I was until this post began

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However, I'm learning that I have other problems to conquer. 

I just discovered that I have an Ironing Frown. 

(jaw slightly to one side, biting lower lip, one eye twitching) 

This might have something to do with a BoyMan trying to explain to me -

(as if frightened at the woeful inadequacy my 21st century knowledge about shirts)

"that's the style of the shirt"

Lovely Girl Date - you're welcome - the shirt got ironed.

(HUGE eye roll, shaking head, lips pursed to one side)

this is getting worse and worse

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This admission comes hot on the heels of realizing just yesterday morning that there also seems to be a Weeding Squint.

(eye squint, mouth hanging open - my goodness, poor practices for gardening, right?) 

Much of the time, that's due to expecting something with scales to pop out from the winter piles of dead leaves. I think this makes a squinty grimace somewhat justified. I mean just think of what could flop out from under the lavender bush. 

(stretched out and flat bottom lip, only lower teeth showing, eye roll heavenward)

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I've been pointing out for years that My Wonderful Man has a 
Pumping Gas Scowl.

(head slightly bowed, eyes partially closed as in pain, substantial brows drawn to a uni-brow-ish touch)

Of course, it's deeper now that gas is $4 a gallon - hard not to scowl about that. But he does deny it.  Here in the latter half of our 40's, I think we need to face the truth about our facial issues. 

And I am his Helper Wife. 

(hard wink with grin and one thumb up)

it is hopeless