The Good News: We met some neighborhood friends at the pool tonight!
After living here for almost 4 years, we hardly know ANY of our neighbors,
and no one seems to have small kids.
So at the pool this evening we finally found another young family. Yay!
The Bad News: My family let me meet, talk to for an hour, and swap numbers with the Mom looking like this:
|In case you can't tell, my hair is a mess, lips chapped, & mascara is smeared all over my face.|
My typical wierd facial expressions just seem EXTRA cooky in this state of dishevel.