Pink Eye, otherwise known as Conjunctivitis, which I woke up
with this morning. It’s not really
painful, just itchy like crazy, and means staying home from work for a day
because it’s so contagious before starting the drops. It also means a co-pay at the doctor’s office
for about five minutes of their time and throwing away all of the eye makeup I’ve
used for the past few days. Definitely
the bad.
Now for the good, and yes, I realize I’ve gone through the
good, the bad, and the ugly a little backwards, but I wanted to end on a positive
note; pink roses. I love them. Actually, I love all roses, but pink roses
are definitely my favorite. I know some people
think they’re a little too traditional or boring, but I think they’re classy
and beautiful. Pink roses are also
considered to be an expression of poetic romance, so I’m very happy when
my husband gives them to me.
So there you have it, the good, the bad, and the ugly of
pink.