brazilian wax

Ladies, I have an announcement.
    THE EAGLE IS NOW … BALD.
    Yes, after years of flirting with the idea of getting a Brazilian wax, I finally did the deed and lived to tell you all about it.
    It couldn’t have come soon enough as far as my husband was concerned. When I began writing this column, I mentioned that I’d probably get a Brazilian at some point as part of the job. He’s been badgering me about it ever since.

“Boys are God’s way of telling you that your house is too neat!” The author of this quote is unknown, however, the sentiment has been recognized by mothers of boys ever since Eve picked up her sons’ (and Adam’s) dirty fig leaves from the garden floor.