FYI

Yes, I do mind. Yes I do have other things to do.  No, I don't want to just hang out.  So get over yourself.

who remembers the old epilady?

Another embarrassing but short moment in my history....

My grandmother gave me and my sister an Epilady one year for....I can't remember which holiday.  We were both pre-teen, but old enought to shave, so not exactly sure how old we were.  But it was the one with the coiled spring on the end....like this: 

I used it quite often I seem to recall, and it must not have hurt too awful bad because I don't remember any pain.  Or maybe I've blocked it out.   This coming from the girl who put one strip of wax on her legs and then rolled around in the floor screaming while my mother looked on because it hurt too bad to pull the strip off.  We ruined a perfectly good pot using that wax. 

So one day I was sitting on the edge of the tub epilady-ing my legs, I had one leg crossed over the other to get at it better, and my nose started itching. Without even thinking about it I reached up with the hand I had the epilady in and proceeded to scratch my nose thus entangling the stupid thing in my hair.  Because did I mention I forgot to turn it off before I scratched? 

Yeah, instant bangs.

 And did we learn our lesson?

oh yeah.