Brazilian wax???

I had always wanted to get my brazilian wax done on a regular basis. Like perhaps once every 3 mths. But alas, I have always been too lazy to maintain my schedules. Hmm... have to do soul searching on that. So anyway today is the day I decided I must have my waxing done. Not only was it long over due. I need to get my legs' done too. My brother in law is getting married this coming sun and I need to 'flaunt' my legs! After calling my fav salon, I was horrified to find out while I have been hibernating at home, prices had shoot up to a new ridiculousiy high. I set about finding a new place.
Thanks to facebook, I know an old aquaintance of mine is working at Cineleisure. So I called but he wasn't in. Dammed! But his colleague was nice to fit me in on the 3.30 slot. And the prices was friendly too. Services wise, they are just as good as my old favourite. And the prices is to shout for. Ryan was funny. When I am done and walked out of the room, he asked me" Mummy, did U get your waxing done? Why couldn't I see any difference in you?" Hmm... of cause U can't see the difference as I am all covered up!!!
I tried to stifled a giggle. Kids do say the darnest things. I remember another question of his. When he was younger, I would leave him at home with the maid whenever I have my facial appoinments. the 1st time I told him I was going to get a facial done, His eyes widened and he asked me" Mummy, what is a facial?" So I explained to him that my face was all clogged up with dirt and I need to get someone to wash it for me. So he nodded his head and stored the little info inside his head. When I got home that night, he was waiting for me very eagerly. As I bend down to carry him, he was trying to scrutinized my face. Suddenly he exclaimed loudly" Oh mummy! I think you need to wash your face again as the person who had washed it for you did not do a good job. there are still tiny dirt stuck on your face!" I was surprised. I put him down and peered into a mirrior. I couldn't see any dirt! I could only see specks of brown freckles around my cheeks! Hah! this was the dirt he was talking about. I laughed and told him that this was not removeable! He was puzzled. Years later I do like to repeat this joke to anyone who hasn't hear it before. And also to Ryan because that is what I think makes childhood memorable.
So here I am, sitting in my studyroom,blogging . I do feel like a clean plucked mother hen!!!