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This is the second time I have written this, silly Blogger is trying to drive me insane, luckily it really can’t compare with a 4 year old and a one year old
So, I’ve been epilated. Who knew that was even a word… I mean, I would have thought it was something like de-folliculate. Wrong– it’s epilated. How, you might ask, was I epilated. Well, it basically feels like a weed wacker’s been put next to your leg and you’re running it UP and down your leg. And WHY on EARTH would I DO such a thing to myself? Why, because my mom gave it to me for my birthday. Happy birthday to me (not sure which is worse — an epilady or Drew telling me he doesn’t have time to get me anything). So, my legs are clean. REALLY clean. I kind of like the way it feels. And, apparenly, I don’t have to do this again for another 4 weeks, which I can easily handle. Actually, on the old happy face/0-10 pain scale, I’d put myself at a moderate frown, or a 2. So, probably in the end worth it… Thanks mom…

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  1. Anonymous says

    This is your mother. I feel slightly maligned after reading this. I thought it was a perfectly alright gift for your birthday. Okay. It might have been something slightly more exciting, but I could never even get a clue out of you about what you might want. As I recall, we even found ourselves at more than a few stores looking for the aforesaid birthday gift. But to no avail. Hence the “weed whacker for legs”. I’ll bet you can hardly wait until next year.

  2. says

    Found your blog through 2 Peas and had to comment on this one! Are they still making these instruments or torture?? I bought one back in high school – probably a good 17 years ago or so! I used it once. Yeow!!

  3. says

    One of those (a used one too even) wound up at an Elephant gift exchange a couple of Christmases a go. Yikes! It actaully belonged to a guy who used it because he biked and it helped with aerodynamcis – whatever?!

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