I’ve always enjoyed astronomy

Hey, here’s something I want for Christmas. I didn’t even know I needed it.

When we stayed at the hotel for the Sisters company Christmas party, there was one of those mirrors on the accordion wall mounts. One side was normal and the other side had a magnifier.

I approached the thing innocently. I pulled it from the wall and glanced at the first side. Nothing that exciting. I’ve seen my face before. Nothing special.

Then I flipped it over.

SWEET JESUS!  I screamed and shoved it back against the wall. No one’s face needs to be that big. It was terrifying.

I ignored the thing and set about redoing my makeup for the party. I encountered problems immediately. The counter was much deeper than I’m used to at home. I was like 12 feet away from the wall mirror. I’m also old. Forty-six doesn’t seem that old until you can’t see your eyelashes without your glasses. Hell, from this distance I couldn’t even see if there were any eyelashes at all. I’m not 100% sure I had eyes.

I looked at the offending mirror with suspicion. I flipped it back over to the Hubble Telescope side. Now that I knew what to expect I approached it slowly, sort of coming up on it from below, like a sneak attack.

It was a marvel. I could tell my eye color for the first time in years, it’s hard to get the distinction with my glasses on. You don’t have to believe me, but I’m telling you the truth here – my eye color changes from brownish green, to green, to blue. They were very blue on Friday. And I could see every single short, stubby eyelash.

I was stunned.

Ava’s been telling me I needed this mirror for years and I resisted. It just seemed so over the top, that I scoffed at her.

But now… I’m embracing the Hubble Telescope!