Here's another one my sister sent me. You women will be able to relate alot better than I can, and I thought it was a riot! WAXING All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair... And now... The wax. My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the one strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my *hoo-hoo* and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!! OH MY GOD!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is Swirly and spotted.!? I think I may pass out... Must stay conscious... Do I hear crashing> drums??? Breathe, breathe... OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it! Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG> mistake... Remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. DANG!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. Hoo-Hoo?? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself, "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right???WRONG!!!!!!! I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub... In scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter - "So, my butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or who-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now... I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace.... the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. IT WORKS!! It works!! I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair.... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color......

Thanks for the update. Commiserating with you about the cable, etc. DH and I have spent most of three days here on Maui, grappling with Computer, Cable, BluRay, Amazon Prime for streaming. The condo association switched to Oceanic for internet; had them for TV earlier. They've failed twice in three days; next time they will send someone with a new gizmo. (Modem/router/whatsis) Take it easy. No need to do everything immediately. You aren't used to the weather. Wishing you many happy years in your Florida home!

Thanks, Bob. I've saved the tiny scrap that is all that's left of our DS's security blanket. He's grown up now. He lives in (gasp!) Chicago. He doesn't have a gun. Our DIL doesn't have one either, not even during the years she taught in the Englewood district of Chicago (gang central). The Chicago police officer who lives next door to them is completely opposed to a gun in the home. In his long experience, a gun in the home is usually detrimental to the safety of the family in the home. Average Joe has nothing to do with 'a regulated militia'. Moreover, there is no way to know, when Joe buys a gun, that Joe has been, is, or will remain mentally stable -- or even capable of being responsible for what becomes of it.. That can't be adequately addressed by laws. However, laws can limit the type of gun readily available to him -- and hence to all of society. I don't believe Average Joe needs *any* gun, but we can at least agree that public need for a military style weapon is extremely rare. It's rare enough that Joe should have to present a compelling argument for buying or owning one. He needs to demonstrate how he will prevent the weapon from being misused...or stolen by that phantom burglar, who will target Joe *because* he has the weapon. amylou321 -- More guns available to the public = More guns available to 'the bad guys'. They are part of 'the public'. Guns are intended to be lethal weapons. No comparison can be made to knives, ropes, etc. Nothing else carries the very human emotions of depression, anger or fear so instantly or so irreversibly to death.

that is the sickest plant. . Here comes the 2nd sickest plant. . I had no problem uprooting "the instigator" because he had no fruit.....but these guys.... That would be a huge boner....okay so i seem to have stopped it in its tracks for now, those two plants both grew adjacent to "the instigator" and adjacent to one another actually. I have left on just enough sick leaves so i can tell if it progresses. . Most plants have 2 or 3 sick leaves now. . These two plants have probably dropped or had clipped 75-100 sick leaves each (maybe as much as half their foliage) over the last 5 days...... So, i think its under control but if i have to spray daily its gonna get pricey!! . Thanks for the ideas, ill try tomato forums, my tomatos had it last year.... But not this year. (so far my disease resistant seeds have panned out in my squash, cukes, zukes, and maters) i couldnt find much about disease resistant peppers..... Maybe thats cuz i got most of my seeds from amazon, hence my next "what is this?" post in the forum. Hahaha thanks pepper hounds! P. S. That first plant grew really weird..... Responded well to being topped in march or april, but then about a month ago stopped growing upwards completely and started loading up on fruit..... Im not conplaining or really even concerned but it was very odd, unlike any of my other 20 plants. It just started to grow tens of single leaves at the end of each branch and just stopped growing, except for one chute that broke free about 2 weeks ago..... Anyone experienced this? Thanks yall.