Two weeks before I am suppose to move out of my house, I receive a phone call from a friend I have not spoken with in forever who wanted to work on selling her Mary K products. I wear the always famous Walmart brands, but I thought why not help her out. I schedule an appointment on the day before the big move thinking that I would have everything completely under control...Boy was I wrong... I invited my friend over who also has a baby the same age as my youngest (six months old at the time), and we were excited to visit and have get pampered. On the day of the makeover, I had my entire house in boxes. My husband was at a military function for the week, so I was working solo. My two boys were not in the best of moods, but I could handle this, right? The Mary K rep. arrived and started to unload her makeup. My friend arrived shortly after (thank God, since my son had now taken a very new interest in makeup). I offered everyone something to drink and realized that I didn't have anything in my fridge or my cabinets. Wow...dropped the hostess ball there! I had my baby in my arms, my friend had her baby in our jumperoo, and my toddler was climbing on the table for the makeup; but we listened as she instructed us to wash off our makeup. I handed my baby to the rep. and washed and scrubbed my face. After I had put the scrub everywhere, she informs me not to put it over my eyes...toooo late! My friend went next, and she managed to avoid her beautiful eyes. Meanwhile, mine were still tingling. We were instructed to sit down with little mirrors in front of us and were handed makeup kits. I looked at Alex with wide eyes, because we thought we were going to have HER make US pretty. We were WAY too lazy to want to do this ourselves. I hate getting dressed! Oh well... About this time, the best baby in the world (my friends) started crying. This child does not cry! I look at my friend in horror, and she looks at me; and we just apologize and laugh. To set the scene now...I am holding my six month old, she is holding her six month old, my toddler is chasing after the makeup bag, our rep. is still talking, and we are trying to listen while correctly applying our eye makeup. Yes, somehow by the grace of God we got our lotion, foundation...no powder which I thought odd... and eye liner on. Both our babies are now on the verge of combustion in our laps trying to grab the makeup. My baby discovered that eye liner was yummy (I am sure it is okay, no worries), and my friend's baby was infatuated with the mascara. We were in turbo mode swiping our makeup on like we were were late for the most important day of our lives. We threw this pink stuff on the lid but that was suppose to go in the crease and put the purple crease powder on the brow...I looked like a pre-teen who applied makeup for the first time with no guidance... BUT I was getting it on there! Our poor rep. ended and left with lots of apologies from us. After she left, we instantly melted into a fit of giggles...what can you do? Oh I know! Do you want a margarita?!! ...oh wait...I packed that too.
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