You know all those commercials you see on t.v. where the woman comes in wearing a mud mask and the guy gets frightened and screams? I always thought that was the most ridiculous thing...sort of like Lucy and Ricky having seperate beds on I Love Lucy.

I love mud masks. They're one of my "guilty girly" pleasures. I don't really do much with my skin, being of the mind that the less you fool with it the better off you are likely to be. Basically, I usually wash it with Neutragena soap and skim coat it with a nice Avon moisturizer and let it alone. But, every so often I start to feel....I don't know, there's a lot of gunk just hanging around clogging my pores.....

So, then it's time for a mask! But, there's only one kind that really satisfies me - and that the kind that you peel off. Currently, I'm into the "Healthy Shots Lemon Peel" by mark. You rub it all over your face, and it's kind of gooey, and then it dries and hardens. It even gets a little warm so you can tell that it's working. What's it doing? Well, who knows, really. The IDEA is that it's getting down into your pores and when you peel it way all that stuff that was just making your skin feel all dull and ickey will come away with it.

There's something I really like about the idea of emmerging from the hard, clay like mask. It feels good when you peel it off - it's like reminding yourself that you have skin and it's free. And the skin underneath is smoother than it was before, if for no other reason than that you have exfoliated a little bit of the top layer.

But back to The Hub. We've been together for 10 years and we've been married for 9 of them, so it's not like he's never seen me use a mask before. I took my shower - I always take it before bed because the warm water usually relaxes my back some before bed and was happily applying my Lemon Peel, talking to The Hub the whole while. He was here in the office, looking at what other contractors are getting for kitchen projects. Then I came in the room, wearing the mask, and stood there talking to him for 10 minutes. He even looked up at me a few times.

All of the sudden, he turned around, gave me his full attention, and let out a little yelp. "Jeees-! What is that? You SCARED me?"

"What? It's just a mask." I said innocently, "You'v seen it before."

"God, give me a little WARNING, will you?"

"Um. Okay, what do you want? Like a back up signel on a dump truck?"

"Very funny."

It's depressing to know how little of the time The Hub really sees me, even when he's looking right at me. But, I hear that's just how guys are. They must be very different from women.....after all, you don't catch THEM peeling dried goop off their faces at 1:00 in the morning.

Sigh.