Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha

Something really cool happened yesterday. A woman had to go to a funeral and she had been crying and was sad. She tried to figure out the best place to go after it ended that would make her feel better. So she came to get a Brazilian with me. We talked about all sorts of crazy shit, which I’m sure surprises all of you who know me. I even taught her about what a FUPA was. She laughed continually for over ten minutes. She was so glad with her decision to come get ripped. She told me that Mark & M.E. was the best place she could have come after the funeral. Most people wouldn’t probably think to put funerals and Brazilians together, but she was very thankful that she did.

Sneak peek at the happy pic for the next book. Love my photographer Joyce Malave!

I can’t help myself. I want to share more about what Amazon said about my book, because I am over the moon excited!
“Lighthearted and fun, Nesser takes a literally painful subject and turns it into art, refusing to listen to anyone who would say her work is not suitable for polite conversation. A celebration of the human body, sexuality, and the things we do for beauty, The Happy Trail will delight and titillate anyone who appreciates a good story that starts with dropping underwear.”

Amazon just finished editing my third book, The Happy Trail. I was so stoked when I read their description of the book, I felt compelled to share it with you. Here is is!
“Using poetry, stories and illustrations, Nesser sheds light on a rarely discussed, but integral part, of millions of women’s beauty regimes. With sass and spunk, she regales readers with the most hysterical, cringe-worthy, raunchy, and just plain strange situations she’s encountered while bending over lady bits wielding hot wax.”

It may be the last day of summer
And that is definitely a bummer
But that doesn’t make it okay
To neglect the path to your lady way
Keeping things fresh
Makes it the best
So don’t get lazy
It’ll drive you crazy
Nothing feels as bad
Or will make you as sad
As a big, hairy one
When we have no more sun

I went to the acupuncturist today. She asked what areas needed extra needles. I told her the usual.  The hands, elbows, shoulders, neck and knees. She commented that my arms were pretty beat up. I told her that I get down and dirty in the bush and my body has taken a beating. Maybe I should have joined the army. I’m a tough bitch in the trenches. Shove some needles in me and send me back out into the combat zone. Proud to be a warrior in the fight against the hairy hoo-ha.

Yesterday, we learned about another friend whose wife has been diagnosed with cancer. Although it sounds like they caught it early, she still has cancer and still has to have major surgery. It is so scary. It seems like everyday we hear about somebody who is struggling with some form of cancer. When I woke up this morning, I hugged my husband for the longest time feeling an enormous amount of gratitude that he was lying there healthy next to me at 57 years old and I was praying that he stays that way for years to come. But there are no guarantees, so I was soaking up the gratitude while I could.  Every day is truly a gift. Make it count. Choose to be happy friends!

This morning I’m reflecting about all of the random people who really aren’t so random and are very important in my life. Like the people at the bank who I genuinely like and see on a weekly basis. There’s also the early morning crew that work at Wegman’s who I’ve gotten to know over the years and even know by name. The front end people who work at Midtown are another bunch I genuinely like. And what about those bartenders and servers that you get to know and like? If you think about it, you come across a lot of the same people on a regular basis who become an important part of your life. I just saw a client that I hadn’t seen in months and it reminded how much I not only like and care about my clientele, but how much I miss the one’s who no longer come to me. People are what make life fulfilling. Feel thankful for all of those “not-so random” people in your life, because they are the sort of random that makes it all worthwhile.