On the Cusp of 2021

I remember last New Year’s Eve when we all thought 2020 couldn’t possibly get any worse, but it went further into Hell than we could have ever imagined.

I am begging for 2021 to be a polar opposite of 2020.

The only things that improved in 2020 were my kids, grandkids and my writing more. I did win NaNoWriMo, after all.

So many things need to change. Reality being the most important. Kindness, Love, Gentleness, Compassion… let’s find those qualities again.

Time to move forward.

Home Wax Fun

Oh, I don’t know how, but my facial hair has taken on a life of its own since the pandemic.

Wax Strips

A few weeks ago, I tried some strips and they worked well. Blessedly, I know the pain of waxing, so wasn’t too surprised by the yanking off of the strips that pulls the hair out by its roots.

Flamingo Wax Strips

Hot Wax

Not knowing which I would like better, I bought Bliss Hot Wax, again not caring about the pain involved. I’ve felt worse.

So yesterday, I heated it in the microwave like it said to, in 30 second intervals for about 5 minutes and then sat down to my prepared area at the dining room table.

All I can say was it was a wax debacle. 

Threads of wax were everywhere, reminding me of strands of cotton candy as it is being twirled on the paper cone. My dress, my face, my fingers and the prepared area on the table were covered with plops and strings of bright blue wax. 

I did get some hair removed, so there is that. But I am firmly of the belief that, for me, hot wax is best in the hands of professionals.

Back to strips!

Remnants of the Hot Wax Experiment