Update on the dog search: D and I are going to see some puppies Saturday morning. All we know is that they have some sheltie in them. But they're puppies! So that's good. Hopefully we'll like them, and we'll be able to take them home in about a week. Yay!

Going back to the waxing thing for a second: In the past, I've hidden my hair-removal activities from my boyfriends like a dirty secret. This Sunday, however, while I was waxing, I kept running in to show D my progress. "Look! Look what I'm about to do! Doesn't it look painful?" And "Dude, look at my face! It's totally red, but I'm hairless!"
No shame whatsoever. Now, that's a good relationship. Also, I'm pretty sure D would still dig me if I ceased all hair removal and let myself grow into a hairy Yeti. He totally would.