So… I had a great weekend! Surprising since my Friday meeting with OZ went down like a bowlful of pickled assholes.
Oh well, at least I have a J-O-B in these tough economic times!
Andy and I went to the Taste of My Town which are events organized by cities for restaurants to flaunt their food. After walking by burgers and pasta, we chose Tai food and sat down to enjoy it.
I was concentrating on my food, wondering if Tai was the blandest of all Asian cuisines, when I noticed Andy staring at me. I know that some men will gaze lovingly at their significant others and wonder how they lucked out in finding such an awesome individual but that’s not how my Andy rolls. Instead I wondered if I had sauce on my face or worse! A boogie!
Bee [wipes face]:
What?
Andy:
Well, it looks like— No, never mind.
Bee:
Tell me! Do I have something on my face?
Andy:
No, it’s just that… I just noticed something.
Bee:
What??? Spit it out man!
Andy:
You have one tiny black hair above your lip.
Bee:
Andy:
Oh. [Continues scrutinizing my face and makes me feel like the first discovered cockroach] Don’t you think it’s weird that you have just that one? I mean, I’m glad it’s only one but it’s still weird. Is it new?
Bee:
::sigh:: No, it’s not new. I normally pluck it but I need a new pair of tweezers.
Andy:
Why do you need a new pair of tweezers? Is it a super-hair? The ones you have aren’t strong enough?
Bee:
Very funny banana head (because his head is shaped like a banana)! I used the one I have to unclog the bathtub drain so it has been demoted.
Andy:
I wonder why I’ve never noticed it before. It’s clearly visible to anyone within a couple of feet from you…
(I usually pluck that offending little sucker as soon as it starts peeking through my follicles but I haven’t had a chance to replace the tweezers.)
Bee:
I think you’ve had too much to drink.
Andy:
What are you talking about? I’m drinking Pepsi.
Bee:
Then I think the sugar has rotted your brain.
He couldn’t understand why I was upset with him. I told him we women study our faces and find microscopic imperfections we obsess about and the last thing I needed was the man in my life to point out one of them while sitting under a tent, amongst strangers, eating Tai-bland food.
I say we start a sensitivity camp for men.
Well, I’m off to make fun of Andy’s feet.
I like the whole camp idea!!! lol I went through the same kind of thing....I had a couple of gray hairs...I was so depressed...it's like shhhh I know it's there...don't worry about it....I will take care of it!!!! I think I am the only one that cares...but I HAVE to cover those damn ugly things that say "your getting old" ! LOL LOL!
ReplyDeleteYes, that sensitivity camp should work veeerrrryy well.
ReplyDeleteProbably.
oh, God. hate it when they do stuff like that.
ReplyDeleteIt's time to pull out the "next time you shower, you need to take care of those nose hairs, they're getting gnarly."
works every time.
NUHHH he didnt! Ahh, men....you cant kill them.....(right)?
ReplyDeleteLet's just say I know the feeling! The feeling of that one hair and the feeling of your man pointing it out. I'm right there with ya'
ReplyDeleteYou should spend a lot of time making fun of Andy's feet. Enough said.
ReplyDeleteNow that was cold.
ReplyDeleteBad hubbie, bad, bad, bad!
heh heh
Thanks for reminding me to check my chin. Ha!
hey I think I'll grow my goat hair out and see if Drew notices. no wait, I think he has seen it. maaaa maa maa
ReplyDelete(humming to myself)
ReplyDeleteHow'd you wind up there?
You are a mystery
Little black curly hair
Little black curly hair
Little black, little black, little black, little black, little black curly hair...
Can I sign up my husband's oddly sporadic snort laugh or does it have to be something physical?
ReplyDeleteI'd like to think I'm more sensitive than most men.
ReplyDeleteThis could be your escape route from the bats - become one of those bearded ladies in a circus.
why does it grow back if you pluck it?
ReplyDeleteI try to stay quiet and avert my eyes to avoid just such conversations.
ReplyDeleteI think sensitivity camp sounds like a great idea.
ReplyDeleteooooh, I'm a woman and didn't know you're not supposed to point that out....I tell my friends that they look like sash squash by the upper lip all the time:)
ReplyDeleteGod this was hilarious.If I was still in high school I'd smiley face it.
ReplyDeleteI have one and it's under my chin, off to the side. Since my hair is blond, I always forget about it. When I got off that bloody scooter I went back to scrutinizing my face 30 times a day and see this windy thing come up from under my chin.
I get a magnifying glass and realize it's the little under chinny thing that never grows long enough for me to kill it. BUT NOW IT WAS AN INCH LONG AND I NEARLY DIED. DIED, ANDY, DO YOU HEAR THAT?