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Sunday, November 18, 2012

Day 18 - Thankful Blog - Tweezers

Someone (for the life of me I can’t remember who or I’d give them a shout out) posted on their Facebook page this week that they were thankful for their tweezers.  I saw it and laughed, but I was nodding my head in agreement while I was laughing! 

The remainder of this post is for women.  Men, this is your warning to stop reading.  Trust me, you’re going to be grossed out.

Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

I’m going to put this out there in hopes that you females back me up and let me know that I’m not alone here.  At least, I HOPE I’m not alone. 

First of all, let me admit that I’m hairy.  I am.  Hope Garner has been doing my hair for years.  When it’s really short, I have to keep my neck shaved because, as she refers to me, I’m like Teen Wolf.  And my dad passed down some weird neck/throat hair patch gene that me and my sister, Lisa, both got.  We grow this patch of hair right over our Adam’s Apple. I had it back in high school and the only time it really bothered me was when I saw the boy that I was crushing on mocking me to another friend.  He doesn’t know that I saw him, but I hope he’s reading this blog right now and feeling like TOTAL CRAP because it really hurt my feelings.  I eventually started waxing it because I was at the beach with Willard’s family a few years ago and when I walked out of the ocean, Danna (you remember her, my partner in crime) said “hey, you have seaweed on your neck”.  When I reached up to get it off, it was attached.  As in, HAIR.  How embarrassing.  The first thing I did when I got home from that vacation was book a wax!
 Anyway.  Wow, I totally just got sidetracked.  What was I supposed to be blogging about?  Oh yeah…

Do you ladies ever reach up to touch your chin and feel something akin to a porcupine quill?  I mean, like you just checked yourself the day before and suddenly there’s a freaking corn stalk is growing out of your chin.  And then once you feel it, you can’t stop touching it? When you look in the mirror, it’s BLACK.  What the heck!?! And 9 times out of 10 I’m in the car when I see it, and I never remember to put a pair of tweezers in my car, so I have to decide whether to stop and buy a new pair of tweezers or walk around all day with a walnut tree sticking out of my face.   

I always opt to buy a new pair.  The kind with the pointed tip are the best, in my opinion, but the slanted tip will do in emergency situations.  And trust me, these are urgent times… I would hate to put out my poor child’s eye as she leaned in for a hug. 

So, it goes without saying that I, too, am thankful for tweezers.

Please tell me I’m not alone. 


  1. You made me laugh! I am so thankful for my tweezers, too. I definitely can identify with the urgent need for tweezers and desperately trying to find another pair. Ha! (Thanks for sending me this link on Facebook!)

  2. No you are not alone! And yess you must get a pair for your car. You can always see better in the sunlight. The night I posted that on my wall I was sitting there rubbing my chin and finally had to get up and go pull it out. It is everyday!!! My niece, Sammi Jo has promised to keep them pulled out when I go into the nursing home, and she is to bring me Mt. Dews and cigs! Happy plucking!! :)