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ON OUR WAY TO MEET HIS NEW BOSS, MY HUSBAND ASKS IF I'M NERVOUS.

I REPLY, "I WOKE UP BLIND ONE MORNING. NERVOUS GOES AWAY AFTER THAT."

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Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Fifty Ain't Nifty


Dear Universe:

Since I am unable to pluck my eyebrows because of my vision, I get them waxed when I get my hair done. Since I am 50 3/4, I also have my "upper lip" waxed. My stylist calls it "upper lip" but we all know it's a MUSTACHE.

I can deal with this. I saw The Lion King, it's The Circle of Life and all that happy lion poop. But what I can't handle is having my "upper lip" waxed and a scab from a pimple coming off with my mustache hair! 

Mustache or acne, Universe. Mustache or acne. One or the other. You don't get to hand out both!!!

Whiskered and pimply and none too happy about it, 
Sister Rain 

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