A woman walked into the wax room and said she brought me a wolf pack. And she wasn't kidding. She could have been hiding a pack of wolves in that mound!

I'm getting ready to go on 95.1 this morning. Brother Wease has been a big supporter of the Hoo-Ha and not only do I hope you get a chance to listen to some of the broadcast, I'd love for some of you to call in with something funny or clever to add to our discussion. It is all of you and your vaginas that make me funny and I think it's our civil duty to spread the joy.

In "The Happy Hen House" there is a chapter entitled WTF. It has to do with moments in my life where I couldn't help but use that expression. This morning I woke up and had a WTF moment. I'm 49 years old today. It doesn't seem real.  But aside from a few aches and pains, I really don't feel any different than I did at 25. I know I look a bit older in the mirror, but my heart and my head are still young, happy and totally energized. So I want to shout out to everyone in my life, professionally and personally, for helping me stay forever young.

The woman from yesterday, who was worried I'd rip off her clit or her hemorrhoid, was so anxious about the waxing that after I pulled a strip from between her legs, she closed her knees around my arm and wouldn't let go. It felt like I was trapped in a vice, and the look on her face said that she was never letting go.

A woman told me, in an authoritative and fairly scolding voice, that I better not remove her clit or her hemorrhoid.  I assured her that there was no hair on her clit and I most definitely was not touching her freaking hemorrhoid.

When someone is in a lot of pain, adrenaline often kicks in and causes the body to quiver and shake. Don't ever be embarrassed or apologize if this happens to you. Instead of worrying that the shaking is due to the pain, let's think of it as your body getting really excited about your wax!

I have been disappointed that the number of people who see my peculiar posts about the puss have been drastically waning. I just learned that Facebook only allows 1-2% of my followers to see what I have to say every day.  They want busniesses to pay in order to reach a wider audience. The only way for me to spread my love for a Happy Hoo-Ha without paying for it is when people like, share and post on my page. So I want to thank everyone who participates in my snatchy sentiments every day, and if you think of a post that you found particularly funny, feel free to go back and share it.