Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha

Stolen Cadillac Debacle Part 3: We now know the perps name. We received a very official document in the mail signed by a judge saying that the car thief cannot get anywhere near Mary Elizabeth Nesser’s (the car is in my name even though it was my other half who left the keys in it) work, home, or school  Not sure what school they’re referring to. Maybe The Happy Hoo-Ha School of rip, roaring fun? All I know is that he mustn’t be in jail if there is a restraining order in effect. It makes me nervous to know that he was carrying a knife. My weapon of choice is a popsicle stick and some hot wax. If he shows up at work again, things could get sticky.

Stolen Cadillac Debacle Part 2: For those of you who didn’t see my post on Tuesday, my car was stolen from the Mark & M.E. Salon on Tuesday afternoon while we were working. Thankfully, we got it back unharmed. Yesterday a district attorney called Mark with more details. Apparently, the guy left the salon and was driving down Lake Ave when he got pissed at a man driving behind him. He got out of the car and pulled a knife on the driver. He threatened the man then got back in my car and drove away. The other driver called 911 and reported the incident. My car is easy to recognize. I have vanity plates that say Happiness on them. Doesn’t sound like the perp was too happy, pulling a knife on someone, or smart, stealing a vehicle with a vanity plate and creating a second crime within minutes of leaving the salon. Mark has been asked to be a witness at the grand jury hearing. I’ll keep you posted.

I had a funny exchange with a client.
“What does your husband think of your Brazilian?”
“He says he doesn’t care.”
“That’s what he’s supposed to say. Do you believe him?”
“Hell, no. Every time I get one there’s a lot more ‘mouth to mouth recitation’ going on, if you know what I mean?”
I do.

If you’ve read either of my sexy romance novels, A Promise of Passion or Passion Never Dies, I’d really appreciate a review on Amazon. It’s difficult getting exposure as a writer when you are self-published and online reviews can help me get noticed.  I’m hoping that, one day, when I stop waxing hoo-ha’s, I’ll be able to continue to write about them.

You’ll never believe what happened at Mark & M.E. today.  My cadillac was stolen. Yep, stolen. It was parked next to the wheelchair ramp on the side of our building. A man walked up to the vehicle, climbed in and drove it to a bar in Charlotte. How was it stolen you may ask? My husband left the keys in the vehicle. Obviously, not the smartest move. Thankfully, I have Onstar. Mark called the police and notified Onstar. By the time Mark got to the vehicle with an officer, the man had been arrested. Fortunately, my car was not damaged. Mark thinks the only thing taken was his Costco card and maybe a little money. Moral of the story: don’t leave your keys in your vehicle. 2nd moral; don’t let your husband drive your car.

A lot of people have been posting their favorite sayings on Facebook. When I thought about what mine was, I came up with a few. I guess one of my favorite expressions is “you have to wake up every morning with a smile on your face and show the world all the love in your heart.” Maybe that’s why I wrote the Happy Hoo-Ha Trilogy; I want people to smile.

Today, Mark & M.E. sponsored the Embrace Your Sisters walk for breast cancer. It was a beautiful day to walk through our historic town. Thank you to everyone who supported the event!

Women apologize to me on a daily basis when they wait a long time between appointments. It doesn’t really matter to me. It’s important to note that the more hair you have, the more it may hurt. Yesterday, a woman apologized and then told me that it looked like a deer crossing. An interesting analogy I thought. I must say my hunting skills were superb and I eliminated her prey.

I see tattoos on women all of the time. A new client had her arms and legs covered, which I didn’t pay too much attention to. As I started her bikini wax, I noticed an inch long blue line on her body. It almost looked like a mark from a sharpie. I asked her if it was the start of a tattoo that she chickened out on and didn’t finish. That’s exactly what it was. Even though most of her body was covered, she couldn’t handle getting ink on her bikini line. I knew the wax was not going to be easy. It wasn’t.

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