I would totally have a mustache. This may not be the first time I've written about this, but I had an interesting dream.
It was like a commercial for shave cream, except it was for the underarms. In it, the shave cream gave a perfect shave, leaving the skin as if there were no hair follicles.
Every woman's dream, right? And I do know about waxing, and did it for years. The reason I shave now is that the act of scraping the skin leaves it more youthful over a very long period of time.
Evidently, I'm not going anywhere soon; may as well go there looking good.
Had a small kidney stone incident this week, apparently. "Apparently," because I never went to the doctor or ER. Wednesday, it was my turn to drive and it began to manifest during my shower. With ten minutes to go, I simply grunted with the pain and got in the car.
Very painful drive over the next twenty minutes. I hit the lavatory at the first coworker's stop, and already the worst was over. I spent a miserable day looking like death (or so I was repeatedly told) and scaring the bejesis out of my coworkers.
But, hey... I figured there were hospitals in Binghamton, if need be.
Short story: long, hard day, better night, and getting better each day.
More about shaving in a later post: "the naughty bits!"