Hairy Situations

I know I'm not the only one out there that has to wax my eyebrows. Note: me waxing my eyebrows = cheapie Sally Hansen strips that you rub between your palms and then cut out your own shape. Every once in a while, Sally doesn't quite cut it (no pun intended) and I have pay for professional help.

The last time I had a salon experience, it was quite interesting. I'm always a little self-conscious going to the salon because it's normally very obvious why I'm there. One look at the lawn growing out of my forhead and the stylists whisk me to the back room and break out the weed-wacker, all the while hoping the shrapnel doesn't pierce their aprons. The stylist on this particular day was very friendly and had some good conversation. Eventually, she was comfortable enough to start telling me a little about her family. I learned that every member of her family is hairy. I got to hear the details about how they all (male and female alike) need to be waxed on a regular basis. It was at this point that I started wondering why it was taking so long to get my eyebrows done, and how in the world had she gotten on the subject of her family's, er, furry little problem? I start mm-hmming and uh-huhing hoping she'll figure out I just want to be done and have decent looking brows. Finally! She hands me the mirror and I see that she's done hardly ANYthing! She cleaned up the peripherals but nothing else. Now my dilemma: do I (1) tell her to keep going and fix it while hearing more about her family follicles, or (2) take it the way it is and run?

I ran.

$10+tip later, I'm sitting in front of my mirror with trusty Sally.

Another funny eyebrow saga: when I lived in Okinawa, I used to go to the salon on base to get my hair/brow care done. The first time I made an appointment to get my eyebrows tamed and I get this cute little, old Okinawan lady. I lay back and she goes to work. It ended up taking about 30 minutes to get done. She had used all of two wax strips and spent the remaining 25 minutes plucking, one by one, til I felt there were no brows left. Zip to a month later. I make another appointment. There're only about 500 ladies that work in the base salon, odds are I'll get someone different. NOPE! Same lady, same 30 minute process. **Mom, I believe you had the same experience with this lady?** So funny! She did a pretty good job, she just wasn't going to rush herself. I would hate for her to hurry and wax my entire face off.

TMI? Yes.

Funny? Yes.

Why? I looked in the mirror this morning and saw I'm in great need of a lumberjack. Preferably one with washboard abs--oh, and a chainsaw.