We were watching Natalie’s volleyball game today when Kara noticed that I had a wild eyebrow hair. She said, “It is totally curling down, is it bothering you?”
“Nope, I didn’t notice.”
(Eight minutes later)
“It is really crazy; when we get home I’ll pluck it for you. It really isn’t bugging you?”
”No, I can’t see it and I had even forgotten about it. No bother.”
(Three minutes later)
“OK, that hair is just freaking me out. I bet I can use my nail clippers to trim it right here. Are you sure it isn’t bugging you?”
“It’s starting to become a little annoying, yes.”
Thirty seconds after we got home, she was poised with the tweezers and I was reminded that there is a direct correlation between eyebrow hair girth and plucking pain. Yeeeooow! Kara was finally at peace. I was scrambling to find gauze and an ice pack.
3 comments:
classic funny. Stephen has the exact same hair and his wife has the exact same problem.
I can't believe it wasn't bugging you Dave, you should know better. If it bugs the wife, it bugs you.
I think that is a addendum to rule number one & two: 1. the wife is always right, 2. if wife is wrong refer to rule number one.
i get it. i totally get Kara.
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