So last night I was in a weird mood. I felt like totally bugging Nate. I would turn the TV off, then the lights, then steal the remotes. I was acting two years old. Then I decided to jump on his back like a monkey. He was suppose to carry me while I rode his back, however he didn't know this I guess. I jumped on his back and he pushed me off and I ungracefully fell off onto the couches back end. First my right upper thigh hit like a brick, and then my shin hit like a ton of bricks. OUCH!!! I was and am still in pain. I just looked in the mirror at my upper thigh/butt cheek and sure enough I have a nice black and blue bruise to tell the story of this husband abuse!! Yes you heard me, my husband abuses me while I'm trying to bug him. Now is that really fair? Do you bug your husband/partner/spouse?
So I wax. Do you? What do you wax? Well, I wax my body, well my eyebrows and girly mustache, not those other body parts they do in "Brazil." Any who..... Today was the day. I hadn't waxed in FOREVER and so I decided I'd take a stab at it. I have been doing my own waxing since I got married, I use to live with this wonderful girl, Jamie, and she was a professional, but I got it free. The friendly roommate discount. She did great. She would spend a good 20 min. or more and wax, pluck, and make me a new girl with definition on the brow line. Well, at first I was horrible and took forever. However, through the years and trials, I have gotten better....UNTIL today. I decided to do it at the wrong time and that was the start of a horrible ending to this sad story. Why was the timing wrong you ask? Well, Connelly was awake and getting into, on, around, and breaking EVERYTHING he could find in the bathroom. (Basically, he was eating my tampons and opening up maxi pads one by
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