Sunday, September 6, 2009

Was going to write tonight..but I got nuthin'... I looked into my "joke" folder and found this..if you've already read this {it went around the web a couple of years ago} sorry..if not, go pee first..

A Tale Of One Womans Woa!

All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epi-lady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax.

My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom.

It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!)

So, I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax, yeah...right!") I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this!!

Hair removal no longer eludes me!! I am She-rah, Fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.

With my next strip, I'll move north.

After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek. (Yes, it was a long strip!) I inhale deeply and brace myself.......


I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!

OH holy-crap!!!!!

Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip.


Another deep breath and ....


Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.

I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair.

I hold up the strip!

There's no hair on it!

Where IS the hair??


Slowly, I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet, I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch.

I am touching wax.


I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair.

Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet?? I know I have to do something...

So I put my foot down.


I hear the slamming of a cell door.

Vagina? Sealed shut!

Butt? Sealed shut!

I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!"

What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right?????


I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them gluded together and then glued to the BOTTOM of the scalding hot water! Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax!

So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!!

God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter -

"So, my butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!"

There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me.

She wants to know EXACTLY where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or who-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her.

I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!! RIGHT!!!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor.

Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.

My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point?? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!

The SCREAM probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's soooooo painful, but I don't really care. "IT WORKS!!!" It works!! I get a hearty congratulations from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair...THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.....ALL OF IT!!! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.

Next week, I'm going to try hair color.......


Pearl said...

I laughed, I cried, I peed myself!! Nothing warms your heart on a Sunday evening like someone else's pain!!! Thanks girl!

diane said...

I always get a good laugh here. Hope to see you visit again soon now that I'm back from holidays.

Jan said...

OMG! I've never laughed so much.. thanks for that!
Great blog.. I love the photos of your little ones and I'm following you now to see what comes next!
(Thanks for your kind comments on my blog)

Pen Pen said...

Hilarious... I've never read this one before!

Karen said...

This is why I have never, ever, ever used wax. And never will.

Heather said...

LOL i was squirming in my chair reading this!

Julie said...

I had not seen this before and it made me laugh out loud! I am so glad, for once, to be an older woman and not concerned about Brazilians (waxes, that is).

Sweet Repose said...

OMG...I laughed out loud so hard that the damned dog started barking...NO SCRATCHY NO!!!

Girl you never cease to make me cry, sorry I haven't been around in a while, the soap sales are really going well!!!

Love ya Colleen and could you sing that birthday song again, just one more time...backwards...only from you dear friend!!!

...and we'll be singing it again real soon too, right!!! Ha!

Later sista!!!

Lucy said...

Doesn't it make you think that when God created woman he coulda/shoulda spent a few more minutes and gotten a few more things nailed down a bit better? It's like he was almost there, went out for coffee, and came back and signed off the project. This hair thing on humans anyway has always given me the creeps. Plus a few other 'things'.

Jan said...

You are just too funny! Making my sides hurt here!