Tweezer v. Wade 0
Today was the 40th anniversary of the landmark Roe v. Wade decision and my first date of the new year. Two days from now, I become a less-remarkable 47 year old. The one constant in my life is the light in my car is the best for tweezing unwanted hairs.
Nutty week, right?
First natural wonder. If my mom had a choice, would she have…. ? I’m pretty sure the answer is no because she liked staying home and kids gave her an excuse to be home. I mean she wouldn’t want the neighbors talking about her. “I hear she just stays home, watches General Hospital, and drinks.” If you have kids, you can do all that and more. As a pro-choice advocate, it’s hard to believe it has been 40 years and we’re still debating what life is. Well, I’ll tell you, life is staying home, mixing drinks, and watching Intervention.
Listen up Detroit. I believe focus groups with women resulted in the car cupholder. Or maybe minivans. I don’t know what came first, but I’m pretty sure it’s from a woman complaining. So, we all know the best light is in the car. Tweezer holders. Please. While I am getting older and my eyebrows thin, the hair is reappearing elsewhere. I don’t have a choice here.
My first date of the new year was with a guy who was also too old to be an abortion. He called, he picked the place (but asked me if it was a good choice), and he paid. I had beer and I got to check another dive bar off my must-do list. Win-win.
Nice choice week.