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I wasn’t expecting to talk to a bird today. I should know better.
Scott and I were passing time on the patio, talking about something stupid and possibly Sailor Moon-related. Cleo,
one of the attention-loving neighbourhood cats, was lounging nearby. And then, BOOM. He’s got a bird in his mouth.

I’ve been a waxing devotee for a long time. Then, one day, I knocked over a jar of the stuff. That ended our friendship, and the rest of my plans for that day.
I’m debating whether $150 is too much to spend on what appears to be the most powerful epilator known to man (though probably [...]