Driving down HWY 830. Windows down. Wind blowing our hair like crazy. Listening to Death Cab 4 Cutie’s Different Names for the Same Thing. The song is swelling. The sun is setting over the lake. Having a gum smacking contest with my nine year old- -very hip and cool little dude. [...]
Previously on The Eyebrow Diaries: (cue distorted cheesy soap opera music)
“…..We were so proud of ourselves! We had filled it in so that no one would be able to spot a glimpse of my new found psychological disorder! So with my hair in a banana clip, wearing my pink Gap cardigan and sporting one slightly [...]
I think I was in approximately the sixth grade, when I started becoming self conscience in general, but especially about my eyebrows. Oh yes, I had a good amount of healthy disdain for other things such as my hips, stomach and breasts. But my eyebrows were definitely at the top of the list and unfortunately [...]
Well, hell’s-bells (As my grandmother use to say). I found a gray hair in my eyebrow today! You may think that is inconsequential. But eyebrow drama has followed me around since I was about 10 years old. So for me, a gray hair in my “arch-enemy” of a brow at 34, is [...]
Certainly I could come up with more than ten. And certainly I would love to romanticize it for you and give a list of deep meaningful things that I love about this man. But right now these are the things that make him most attractive to me. So often, my husband gets [...]
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