A Serious Lack Of Brilliance

Just for you, Aspiring Crazy Cat Lady, I am submitting evidence of my latest Serious Lack Of Brilliance moment (I think that from now own, I'm just going to call them SLOB's).

But first, look at my profile pic in the sidebar. See the sexy, come-hither look in my eyes? See the subtly seductive arch of my perfectly waxed brows? I wax them myself. Normally, I do salon-quality work. Today, however, I didn't.

I present the victim:




The Accomplice:

Strawberry Nads.





Yup. I zapped off the whole outer quadrant of my left eyebrow. My finger indicates where my brow used to end. It used to extend beautifully just past the outer corner of my almond eyes.

Not no moe.

And then, like a dork, I tried to make the other side look the same. I got the other side to look almost the same, so I'm hoping it looks like I did it on purpose.

So that's the dumbest thing I've done recently. And I get to wear my SLOB on my face for the next several weeks.


Today's Top Stories

- They FINALLY got around to removing the stump from the backyard after the storm we had back in April. Interesting how they only do the work I've been asking them to do after they've received that month's rent check. Like they fully expect me to stiff them, as I should. Jaggoffs.


- Beeb found a Tampon (unused) in her jewelry box. I have NO idea how it got there. And so I got to explain to Beeb, in a toned-down-for-an-8-year-old level of detail, what Tampons are for. That was fun.


- R, Beeb and I had lunch at Pizzeria UNO yesterday. How did I not know how great that place is??? We had the Pizza Skins and the Chicago Classic. OH. MAH. GAWD. Absolutely fantastic. I almost don't want to eat the leftovers we brought home because they make the refrigerator smell so yummy.


- I can't decide if I want to continue working on Clapotis or not. I have about eight or ten UFO's going that I really should complete before I start something else.


- R took the Kittylittermobile to my mechanic friend Tom to have a look at what is making the floor wet. Apparently there was a clogged drain somewhere.

Here's why I love Tom: Tom lets us bring our cars to his house and he checks them out and determines if the work that needs to be done can be accomplished by R less expensively than if we were to bring it into the shop where Tom works. Plus, he uses the same class of White Trash utensils that I would use to alleviate the problem. As I used kitty litter to soak up the wet floor, Tom used a wire hanger to unclog the drain. I guess we'll soon find out if it worked.


I'm off to buy an eyebrow pencil. Or else a pair of those Funny Nose-Moustache-Eyebrow glasses.