Hairy Lemonade

At an appointment yesterday with my primary care physician, I asked her about the pimples that keep popping out all along my chin. It is the worst acne of my life, my teenage skin a porcelain doll’s in comparison.

As I suspected, the cause is the stage of life I entered into three years ago. What I didn’t expect? The actual culprit: Testosterone. It really is a man’s world, even if you are a 50-something-year-old woman.

But I am a lemon-turner kind of guy, er . . . I mean gal, and I will take the whiskers the Big T has also brought me and grow myself a beard. Take that, Father Nature.


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