Bill, Jen, and I went for a drink at a golf club near Maggie’s house yesterday. I don’t get out much these days, so I decided to go big or go home: I put on a little makeup. Nothing major. A bit of blush and some mascara. Afterwards, we stopped at Maggie’s house so Jen could have supper with them. I walked into the house and was greeted by Lilly. “Are you wearing makeup?” she asked me, obviously astonished. “I am,” I replied. She looked at me carefully, and asked, “Do Gram and my mom know about it?” she asked.

I was surprised she noticed, But I didn’t realize I needed their permission.

Have a great weekend.