Twill be radio silence until Sunday. Today I have to pack up my begs and shave me legs. Honestly, that's like a twelve hour undertaking. Oh, and I get to go have my eyebrows done. I had to BEG my old eyebrow lady to take me on again. This woman is a magician with wax, but I boged her so many times she stopped taking my calls. I spent a year going to other places searching for someone who wouldn't make me look like a surprised skunk or pull my forehead off along with the excess eyebrow hair, leaving me with that trendy open skull look. No luck though, and when I went to my last hair appointment, I did the shame thing... I begged the eyebrow lady with my hair lady standing there. SO I CANNOT miss my appointment today.
Packing with my teenage daughter is tons of fun. She sits on the bed and makes comments like, "That is NOT cute." Or "Mom, you really need to get some new underwear." Considering I get my "lingerie" at bi-mart so she can get wrap her tight little 17 year old tush in lacy Victoria Secret panties, it's a touchy subject.
That's okay. She doesn't know it yet, but I'm taking the curling iron and the flat iron with me. That'll teach her.