Leg Hair

You (my readers) and I have become this close. Our relationship has progressed this much. I feel so comfortable with you that it has come to me blogging about leg hair.

I hate it.

I can deal with most other kinds of body hair (my own…with others it’s different). Well, not armpit hair. I hate that too. And I have a sort of love-hate relationship with a lone hair that comes out of my neck. I love pulling on it. It has a soothing effect on me. But I can’t stand how it looks so I never leave it in very long. Other kinds of my own body hair I can live with. Well, as I age my eyebrows are becoming bushier. I don’t like that either. But other than all those different kinds of body hair, I’m fine with body hair EXCEPT for leg hair. (more…)

Turning Forty, The Farting, Body Odors, and Odd Hair Appearances

I abhor the whole concept of celebrity writers. What do I care about the life of Hollywood movie star X or talk show host Y? Heck, they don’t even write their own books. They get people to do it for them.

To my shock, horror, and utter disdain, I resorted to reading a celebrity book this summer. I needed something light and funny to read after an exhausting two months of work.

Tina Fey’s Bossypants was my first ever celebrity book. I’m not here to review it. But I do want to refer to one chapter she wrote composed of three simple sentences:

What Turning Forty Means to Me

I need to take my pants off as soon as I get home. I didn’t use to have to do that. But now I do.

I have been laughing for the past month over that chapter. I can absolutely relate.

I’ve decided to put together my own What Turning Forty Means to Me list. Men and women out there: feel free to add to my list in the comments section!

What Turning Forty Means to Me:

  • Body odors. New and disturbing body odors in places there were no odors before. (more…)