1.
Our upstairs bathroom, early in the day. Jane leans over sink, face close to mirror. Lydia stands nearby.
Lydia: Since when did you wear mascara?
Jane: Since Adam’s Bar Mitzvah.
Lydia rolls her eyes as a first response. Jane keeps doing what she’s doing.
Lydia: Um, why?
Jane: So I look more alert.
Lydia widens her eyes, narrows them, and breathes out loudly. She exits.
2.
Two chairs in a waiting room, late afternoon. Jane and Lydia leaf through old copies of People and Prevention.
Jane: Aren’t you glad your mother doesn’t dye her hair in three shades? She points at a picture on a magazine cover.
Lydia: Who’s that?
Jane: Wynonna Judd.
Lydia (looks at Jane, looks at picture, looks at Jane): Oh, yeah.
And frighteningly, according to that article, two of Wynonna Judd’s kids have the same names as two of yours: Eli and Grace. Hmmmm…are you sure you’re *not* Wynonna Judd in another life, Jane?
You know, I’ve always had a weird fascination with her. Perhaps she is the lavisher end of a continuum and I the less decorated end.
She may have a fascination with me — she did name her children after mine.
😉
Sometimes it’s those simple moments together that we might overlook, but which are really the foundation of a relationship. Everyday connections.
How did I miss this mascara phenomenon? Oh, and black may not be the best choice…;-)
Joanne, thanks for dropping by. I agree with you on everyday connections, and the accumulation of them.
Julie, it’s a new phenomenon. (Two weeks?) Also, I bought the Almay mascara that says “For Hazel Eyes.” It’s so nice that there are Makeup Garanimals for someone like me.