Showing posts with label rainbow brite. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rainbow brite. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Random question

If I did it correctly, you should no longer need to register to leave a comment on this blog. What I really mean is, I think I checked the right button in the Settings so you can tell me how wonderful you think all my pointless stories are and how adorable Sydney is. HA. And now, onto my pointless story/random question of the day.

What exactly is the etiquette for bringing an infant to a day spa, even if it’s just to get my eyebrows waxed and a pedicure? I am in desperate need of both and am faced with the choice of bringing Sydney with me or cultivating a unibrow and pornstache. If only they were socially acceptable on women, my life would be that much easier. Ew. Shudder the thought of voluntarily having facial hair! I should probably just go to a salon downtown during lunch, but then I get to explain to coworkers why I have puffy eyes and a red upper lip, and hair sticking to my face because no matter where I go or how much I pay, they can’t seem to ever get all the wax off my face and I walk around looking like I’ve been tarred and feathered. What is so hard about applying enough baby oil to more than one small cotton ball if need be and wiping my face?

And because I love The Soup so VERY VERY much and this makes me laugh over and over again (thank you officemate for sending this my way)...