Phase 1 of ‘cat lady’ … whiskers
I’m going there. Yes I am. I’m not afraid. It’s a natural part of life.
We have reached a tender, special bonding milestone in my home. Mother and son both have to start tending to their facial hair! Awwww!
Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!
What the heck? It seems like overnight! My wake up call was the rear view mirror of my car. The mirror in my bathroom is deceivingly dim. I knew I had hair on my upper lip … but it was fine and blonde. Damn rear view mirror. Mirror of truth. Mirror of age reveal. Magic, stupid, daylight mirror!
So now the conundrum of which route to take for my beard and moustache!
I’m still deciding. Obviously I don’t want to shave! Do I want to be a waxing girl? Tweeze? Hair removal cream?
I don’t want to do any of them!
For this particular sign ‘o the times – I would wish the clock back.
I barely have eyebrows! Never have had to groom them. I guess my face was saving all its energy for my chin?
If I was already in my mumu calling my 15 cats to their dinner bowls, I’d just say f#@* it. But I do still have to leave the house.
Was about to take Nic to a party when this little convo went down.
Nic: Mom … you have – um – a moustache thing here (Points to the right side of the corner of my mouth)
Me: Yeah – I know. I haven’t decided how to handle it
Nic: (Laughing) Well go shave!!!
Me: NO!
I think it was probably the first time he was embarrassed at the idea of leaving the house with me.
Well get used to it baby – because I believe arm flaps are next – and I’m not wearing long sleeves in the Summer.
Posted on January 19, 2013, in Humor, Motherhood and tagged beauty, cat lady, facial hair, getting older, grooming, mother and son, parenting, shaving, waxing, women. Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.
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Oh, how I identify…!?!
…Hold on a minute while I set my treezers and mirror down,..There. Now, about the approach to un-necessary hair of any sort!? Tweeeze. Arm flaps? -Duct Tape arm bands, under all long sleeves.
lol – I’ll remember that when the first flap presents itself.
haha hilarious! And isn’t is crazy that you look in one mirror for months and everything seems fine, then you happen to look in another mirror, say a public toilet, and lo and behold you have these random long black hairs that you’ve never seen before!!! Bloody side effects of growing older *mumble mumble*
seriously out of the blue. I HOPE it was out of the blue – gawd knows who was noticing my ‘growth’ as I was ignorantly bliss. lol
Yikes! That’s almost as scary as that strange creature at the top of your page… 😛
you keep on about my poor, sweet, adorable naked mole rat – but one day … one day mister, you’ll see one – and you’ll identify it in a room full of people that will be impressed by your knowledge and you’ll thank me. 😉
Doubt it. They’re just weird!!!
I’ll have to do an entire post on them – and dedicate it to you. lol
Thank you! 😛
see! Positive thoughts about them – you’re already healing! Shhh … sshhhh … see … they’re not scary.
Bat wings and chin hairs…and sons who feel compelled to point them out to us. Wishing I could turn back the clock to light blond peach fuzz.
No kidding. LOL. That’s what I thought I had – apparently not.