Only 9 1/2 hours of this hairy nonsense. Looking forward to cleaning up this town in December!

I've seen a ton of tattoos over the years and some amuse me more than others. Today, I had butt in my face that had a tattoo of a cupcake with the word delicious under it. I couldn't stop laughing. I guess she had a delicious derrière!!

Bring on the bush. I'm back for four weeks! 585-473-7360

Believe it or not, No Shave November is almost over. I can't wait to remove the hair on the men and women who grew it on places aside from their faces!

I'm not sure if it's because I do Brazilians for a living and spend eight hours a day inspecting women's genitalia, but every time I pass by the coffee shop called Addicted To The Bean, I burst out laughing.

I recently read an article that said that fiction lovers have more feelings. It made me think of my obsession with fiction, especially romance, I love to write and to read fiction. I also have a job that elicits a TON of feelings with every Brazilian performed. I realized that my life is surrounded by a plethora of feelings. I can deal with that.

There is so much violence, hatred and ugly in our world that I feel overwhelmed by the gratitude that I feel for all of the good things in my life, especially my family. It's a shame that more people aren't thankful for the good things in their lives on more than one day of the year. Surround yourself with positive, loving people and be thankful every day. I know that we try to.  Mark and M.E. hopes everyone had a very Happy Thanksgiving.

A Promise of Passion and Passion Never Dies are both available at Barnes and Noble online, which I am so excited about. I am currently in the process of having the first one available on Nook. Neither book has any reviews yet so there are no stars filled in under the pictures of the novels. Just one review for each would be huge so that the little stars get filled in! If any of you have a Barnes and Noble account and wouldn't mind reviewing them, I'd be psyched! Thanks!

An exchange between a husband and wife after an intimate encounter.
-Remember that lady you used to see on Mt. Hope?
-Yeah.
-Is she still in Rochester?
-I think so.
-Do you think she's still working?
-I think so.
-You don't think she retired?
-No.
-I think you should go see her.

Check out my article in November's issue of Rochester Woman's Magazine. It's about the confusing state of gender roles in society. Ugh, that sounds kind of serious for a Wax Queen, doesn't it?

Mark and M.E. ad in this month's Rochester Woman Magazine. What do you think?

Mark and Mary Elizabeth will be away for Thanksgiving. If you need either of their services, please email the salon at marknmesalon@gmail.com so we can get you in Tuesday or Wednesday morning. Thank you!

This morning I took a yoga class for the first time in months. At the beginning of class, the instructor asked us to think about what we were grateful for. The first thing that came to my mind was the fact that, in spite of all my injuries and physical maladies, I am still able to work. Not everyone with my issues would be able to work. The past two days were really busy. I hugged a few, cried with a few, and laughed with a ton. I had such a great time. Today I have to share that I am extremely grateful for my clients.  Thank you for making me a part of your lives.

A woman lives 20 minutes from the salon. She leaves her house 45 minutes before her appointment because she likes to be early. The traffic was horrendous and she was getting anxious about being late. It was a beautiful day on Friday in Rochester NY and most drivers had their windows down. At one point, she wished she had a megaphone so she could yell to the drivers in front of her that she had an appointment for a Brazilian and couldn't be late!

Love when clients bring me wine! They must realize how difficult it is be to be face-to-face with women's genitalia all day.

The things that are shared in the wax room are what made me write The Happy Hoo-Ha Trilogy and  has kept me writing my blog for so many years. A woman was desperate to come see me earlier in the week when I was out of town. She went to Sarah instead. After she left Mark and M.E. she called a friend and told her it was strange having someone else wax her even though Sarah did great. The friend asked her why she couldn't wait one more day for me to get back to work. She admitted that she needed it done immediately because someone might want to lick it.

It has only been one week since I last waxed someone, but it seems like forever. It's funny how much I miss it sometimes. I guess that's why I woke up bright-eyed and ready to go at 4 this morning!

The Happy Hoo-Ha lady is feeling frustrated this morning. I finished the third book in A Promise of Passion series. I have someone proofreading it right now before it goes to an editor. I think I'm getting better as the series progresses. The sequels are longer, more detailed and have a lot more conflict. Everyone who has read the second installment, Passion Never Dies, says it is way better than the first one. I love the third book but am not sure if sure if I should start publication on it or not. I only have 2 reviews on the second book and sales are slow. I still could use more reviews on the first one to boost sales. I started the 4th one this morning. I love my characters. I love the stories. I just don't know what to do. Advice anyone?

The next installment of apromiseofpassion.com blog just went live. It's about queefing. No judging. It's a real thing.

Love to read that The Happy Hoo-Ha is still getting reviews on Amazon!

"Loved it! M.E's. sense of humor is great! A FANTASTIC read! I highly recommend this book!"

Time for some old-fashioned hoo-ha talk. Some clients like to wait a long time between waxes. Other clients can grow bushes that resemble a classic 1979 Afro. Recently, one of my clients (who fits both descriptions) was going through security at the airport and they pulled her aside for a more thorough body check. Apparently, it looked like she was harboring something large in her underwear. You'll never guess what it was? Yep, that's right. It was her ginormous mound of pubic hair. If that isn't a sign that she needs to see me, I don't know what is.

Final Mark and M.E. Wedding Fiasco: After two meetings with the Northeast Regional Manager of the Marriott, several things happened. The local manager, as well as several employees were fired after the wedding. We were given a voucher for 10 free dinners at their restaurant. We were also given several nights stay in one of their suites. Although the man we met with thought those two gifts would appease us, he was wrong. Mark assured him we were only getting married once, and there was nothing they could do to rectify all the things that went wrong that night. After some heated discussion, we were ultimately refunded our money for the reception. The pic below was part of our wedding cake. It epitomizes how happy we were and still are with being committed.

Mark and M.E. Wedding Fiasco Day 8: During dinner, the DJ was supposed to play chill music that the older crowd would enjoy like Frank Sinatra and Johnny Mathis. He couldn't seem to remember that. He was playing dance music way too loud. We asked him to turn it down. He didn't. My dad had to remind him that it would be in his best interest to put the appropriate music on a quieter setting if he expected to get paid. That worked. When is was time to dance, aside from the dance floor falling apart, we did have fun.

Mark & M.E. Wedding Fiasco Day 7: We had a beautiful box to hold the wedding cards that our guests brought as gifts. Once everyone was seated, the manager was supposed to lock the box in the hotel safe. When everyone was finally in the ballroom, we couldn't find anyone to put the cards in the safe, so Mark's brothers were taking turns guarding the box until we could find someone. It took a long time. Since there were other parties going on at the same time, we were worried about someone coming in and taking some of the cards, which had just happened to someone we knew. I was grateful for his brothers the next day when we opened the cards, because everyone was very generous.

Mark and M.E. Wedding Fiasco Day 6: I need to backtrack one day. My folks and I shared a two bedroom suite at the Marriott the night before the wedding. At 3 in the morning, there was a fire alarm that went off. It was loud and super annoying. Employees pounded on all of our doors to evacuate the building. It was single digits outside and there were dozens of people standing in the parking lot freezing their butts off. I remember my sister and I hiding in the stairwell, because it was too cold to stand outside. There goes my good night's sleep before my wedding day. On a happier note...the next morning, as I was getting dressed, Mark sent me flowers to my room that said Happy Valentine's Day. He didn't forget that our wedding day was also a special holiday for people in love.

Mark and M.E. Wedding Fiasco Day 5: Room wasn't ready, place was dirty, not enough seating, not enough bars...nothing else could go wrong, right? Oh yes it could. Not only did they run out of food, when they put a rush to get more chicken out, it wasn't cooked. Yep, raw chicken. Not quite a delicacy in the US. People literally left the reception and went across the street to Burger King. Yep, Burger King.

Mark and M.E. Wedding Fiasco Day 4: With 327 guests, we were supposed to have 4 bars set up with top-shelf open bar all night. We don't skimp when it comes to a party. There were only 2 bars and the bartenders were skimping on the amount of alcohol being poured. I remember my dad scolding the one bartender in his diplomatic and insurance-like way.  With that many people, we needed 4 bars. It wasn't pretty.

Mark and M.E. Wedding Fiasco Day 3: When we finally got into the ballroom an hour later than scheduled, there were not enough tables set up for all of the guests. The staff had to scramble around to find another round table and enough chairs to seat the remaining people. They also had to move some the existing tables to accommodate the additional seating. It wouldn't have been half as annoying if they hadn't required me to give them the head count like a gazillion times.

I've sold dozens of my latest book entitled Passion Never Dies. It is the sequel to A Promise of Passion. The feedback from you has been amazing. Everyone has liked this book better than the first. I'm excited to tell you I'm almost finished with the 3rd one. If you are one of the readers who enjoyed Passion Never Dies, please review it on Amazon for me. That's what I need to make people take notice of me as a writer. Thank you in advance!

Mark and M.E. Wedding Fiasco Day 2: We had 327 guests at our wedding. Remember, Mark is Italian and Lebanese and they reproduce like bunnies. 2/3's of the guest were from his side of the family. The wedding was at 2pm, although my father made sure I was late. He needed to know my impatient fiancé would wait for me. The reception was supposed to begin at 6pm. Unfortunately, the room wasn't ready until 7pm so we were forced to hang out in the hallway. It was very crowded and annoying. When we finally entered the ballroom, they hadn't even vacuumed from the afternoon event that took place in the room.

Mark and I have been married 29 years. Last night someone reminded us of one of the mishaps at our wedding reception. We had it at the Marriott in Henrietta, which is now the RIT Conference Center. While everyone was dancing, the dance floor kept separating. Women's heels were getting caught between the segments and it was causing our guests to lose their balance. It was annoying and dangerous. There were men physically on their hands and knees using duck tape to try to keep the floor together. This was only one of the issues. More to come.

Women spend an exorbitant amount of time shaving their bikini area. That is why they need to start getting waxed at Mark & M.E. We give people more time to enjoy life.

I now have an author page on Amazon. Please check it out!   amazon.com/author/menesser.com

www.apromiseofpassion.com has a new entry. It contains adult content. Read it if you dare.

I had a man buy a copy of A Promise of Passion for his wife. She is in her early 50's. She is fairly conservative, so he wasn't sure how she would react to the sexually explicit scenes. Not only did she enjoy the way I write and the story, she found my candidness very enlightening. She asked him to buy Passion Never Dies, because she was interested to see how the story continued. My mother teased me that the first book was very "instructional." According to this man, it has been. It's brings me so much joy to think that I was able to enhance their relationship with my love story.

I love when clients tell me that random things remind them of me. For instance, a woman likes to sing the Aussie Kids Song "Kookaburra" with her toddler. Whenever she hears, "merry, merry king of the bush is he" she thinks of me. She said she has even found herself singing "queen of the bush is she." And my name is technically Mary, so it totally works. I'm proud to be the Queen of the Bush!

Last week I was waxing a woman who found it quite difficult because she hadn't been to Mark and M.E. since August. She was panting and moaning and squirming all over the table. When I finished, she laid back with a heavy sigh and told me she needed a cigarette.