Odds and Ends (Mostly Odds)

I thought that I'd lay off talking about epilation, as I figured it was making people sleepy the way large servings of turkey do. But, if two people specifically ask for an update in the comments section, who am I to deny my audience? So, if you want me to write about something, all it takes is you and a friend lobbying.

Ergo, the update. A whole lotta epilatin' goin' on. I had sessions three or four days in a row, and I'm starting again after I post this. I find it to be labor intensive, but worth the effort. I'm told it will get easier after I finish clearing brush. The lower legs are almost to the maintenance point, some stragglers, but stubble-free. The thighs are another story. The pain is much greater, the hair is thicker and coarser, the skin much more sensitive. The back of the thighs are where I discovered my pain threshold. Intense, plus I can't really see what I'm accomplishing. These are times when I'd like to have eyes on my bum. The only times.

So, I'm pleased with my progress. Now, whether this is affecting my love life...well, I'm just not sure. We've alternated being sick and having periods (only her on that) and just being tired, so the opportunities have been few. As I've gotten smoother, I'm exposing the legs more often to her (is that cruel?). She's not avoiding contact with my legs in bed, but that was also true before she took me down a peg last month.

I cut my nails back to boy length last week since I'm unlikely to be attending the Transgiving festivities next weekend. The upside is that I got my guitar out for the first time in many moons. It's like riding a bike. I may forget some non-standard chords, but most of it comes right back. My middle child has become quite proficient, much more so than me, and I find her example inspiring. I taught myself over the course of many years, and after I got her started, she has taught herself a great deal more. Now I need to sit down with her and see if she can help me with my technique. She is a Beatlemaniac, and has taken to a lot of my other favorite bands as well.

I'm going to the Kentucky-Tennessee football game with my brother Saturday night. This used to be a major rivalry (the teams, not my brother and I), but Kentucky has lost every annual game for 24 years. I've been to many of them. Most weren't even close. I have no regular readers in Knoxville, so I ask that you all join me in pulling for the long forlorn Kentucky team. I will consider you all honorary Kentuckians for the day. Thank you for your support.

That's all the Odds I have, so here is the promised End.