It is not a typical zit but a large angry zit that does not want to go away.
I almost feel as if it is talking to me as I sit here typing... "I am angry. I am never going away. You may have thought you popped me but NO I am still hErE."
You get the idea... I have a zit. And I am blogging about a zit. I have to though because it is that big.
It is somewhat ironic that I have this big, angry zit as I prepare my "baby" boy for kindergarten.
I'm reminded of all those embarrassing moments that I brought upon myself or experienced by just growing up (and out). I was also painfully shy growing up. I was told I was not but, trust me, I was and still am. It did not help either that I was easily embarrassed and will turn red even when I don't necessarily feel embarrassed but know that it is something embarrassing.