
The past week-and-a-half have been draining for me: I caught the flu, my husband caught the flu from me, and our sweet cat M. was suddenly ill (but not with the flu). We’re all on the mend now, I’m happy to say.
“Escapism” and “Cormac McCarthy” aren’t words that you usually see in the same sentence, but McCarthy’s novel All the Pretty Horses gave me something to focus on last week when I needed an emotional break from our various illnesses.
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As part of my early-2012 skincare overhaul, nearly one year ago, I changed the way I wash my face in the morning. I used to wash with a foaming gel cleanser in the shower. But the cleanser was discontinued, and then a skincare expert warned me that my skin was dehydrated and advised me to stop washing in the morning altogether.

