In my latest book, The Happy Trail, I wrote a ton of funny poems. There is one entitled "The Howling Hoo-Ha." In order to give you an idea what my poetry is like, I decided to share the first stanza with you.

What is that creature
Sitting on your lap?
Is it some kind of animal
Taking a nap?

Sunday story time... A man came in for a back and between the cheek wax. We chatted and laughed and everything went nice and easy. When I finished his back, I asked him to remove his pants so I could wax between his cheeks. He said, "M.E. don't go waxing my hemorrhoid!" I said, "Dude, I'm not getting near your hemorrhoid." When he turned on his side, lifted his leg and then lifted his cheek, I shouted, "Holy shit, there's a whole family back here!"

A few years ago, Mark and I decided to give each other "gifts of time" for special occasions. At this point in our lives, tangible gifts aren't necessary anymore. Spending quality time together doing something fun, different or special have so much more meaning. A piece of jewelry won't cement a relationship like a quiet walk down a beach hand in hand. This weekend we will be going away to enjoy our gift of time for his birthday with my mom and Frank. We leave the shop at noon tomorrow and will return to work next Thursday. The salon will be open while we are gone, but you can still get in this week if you need us. Relationships don't have to be that hard if you remember why you fell in love in the first place.
PS: I'll make sure to wax my legs so the plane flies faster. Maybe Mark will let me wax his too, just for fun!

Yesterday, the majority of the women I waxed were traveling somewhere this week. They were going to various parts of the Caribbean, Europe, and one was even traveling to Saudi Arabia. I guess they understand that getting waxed before a vacation lightens the plane so it can go faster and they can get to their destination more quickly.

Loving every year with this man. If you get the chance, wish Mark a happy birthday!

Someone sent me an email request to take care of her fuzzy peach. Maybe she should have asked me for a nectarine?
~Brazilian Humor Continues...~

This past week was a lot of fun. There were several groups of customers that wanted to experience their Brazilians together. The laughter was infectious, the swearing was constant, and the screams for Jesus could be heard through the entire building. Thank you to everyone who have made my job such a blast!