If you hear an inaudible scream today in the universe during lunch, don't worry, it's just me getting a bikini wax. Oh the pain we must endure to laze on the beach. Can I get an "Owchie, Owchie OWCH"? I have never felt so high maintenance in my life. I am getting my eye brows done too, as well as a pedicure (gift from hubby for Valentine's) and my nails. Just call me Diva and get it over with.
I am trying to stay out of the stores for fear I may catch some communicable disease before we leave Saturday. But staying in the house is the equivalent of watching paint dry. Minutes stretch on like hours. I am so desperate to get out of the house that I am willing to get a bikini wax people! After several attempts of packing and unpacking, I am finally done. I have crammed as much as humanly possible into my new Pierre Cardin suitcase that I got on clearance at Winners for $50 - no wait, $36.00! It was further reduced when I got to the cash - how cool is that?
Fellow Canucks, it is that time again. Roll Up the Rim! A chance for Tim Horton's to try and pay me back for all the money I have given them throughout the years. So far they have rewarded me with a free coffee. That'll do.