Wax on...wax off....;)

As women, we often put ourselves through the torture of plucking/waxing/tweezing/shaving our eye brows, upper lips, arms, legs, or our unmentionables. We curl our eyelashes with those torture gadgets and obsess over which eye shadow goes with which lipstick. Why do we do this? Hell if I know for sure, but I guess it's to attract the opposite species...men. We want men to fall victim head over heels for our beauty. I'm really not quite sure why we try so hard. Sometimes I almost think the Praying Mantis has it right. They get their mates to fall for them, then after they have thoroughly used them, they eat them. Not that I would ever eat another person (ewwwwww), it would sometimes be nice to just be able to use them then never hear from them again. :p

Sorry, I got off topic a little bit. I was talking about grooming. We were at Wal-Mart the other day grocery shopping and getting other things we need. On a side note, I'm very excited for our new Super Wal-Mart because I don't have to drive 30 miles to one to go shopping anymore! Anyway, I saw a box of wax strips and thought that maybe I should try those. I'm tired of paying someone $12 bucks to wax my eye brows when they don't do that great of a job anyway. And I could wax wherever else I wanted to. This could be gross because I have to let my hair get 1/4 inch long so I can't wear any tank tops for a little while. I was excited when I got home and wanted to try it out...so I had the idea to try it on Eugene.

After about an hour of him listening to me beg to torture him try it in a small spot he finally relented and told me I could do a little spot on his leg. So I warmed the double sided wax strip in my hands like I'm supposed to. The whole time he's looking at me with his eye brows raised asking me what I'm doing. I just said "Don't worry" with a smirk on my face. I rubbed the wax strip on his leg then looked at him and said "it will only hurt for a minute". As he started to protest, I ripped the wax strip off and listened to him scream at the top of his lungs. This got me laughing and I stuck the strip back on another part of his leg and riiiiiiiiip, he yelled again this time yelling "BIIIIITTTCH" at the top of his lungs. I kept giggling and he kept yelling profanities every time I pulled the wax off over and over and over again.

I thought it was the funniest thing. I FINALLY got revenge on the male species! Next time I will have to record the torture!