Today I was teaching a Fit for Life class how to exercise using medicine balls. After wards when I walked into the locker room one of the girls from the class came up to me and said this:
"Thanks, you did a great job. And you have great eye brows."
Only one other time do I remember a compliment given to me directed at my eye brows. I was 17 and leading the music in Young Women and one of the Beehives told me they loved my eye brows. I've always remembered that. I try particularly hard to groom my babies because if I don't, they get out of control. You can blame the genes from my father.
I've only ever had them waxed two times in my life. Let's take a look, shall we?
Ignore the strange behavior and check out the eye brows. I will admit, my eye brow self esteem is normally very low, but as of today has been boosted considerably. For some reason, Kodak doesn't seem to think I have red eye in this picture and wouldn't let me correct it. Oh well, that's not the focus of this image anyway. It's the brows.
I hope everyone is doing well, I'm sorry I've been so absent. This semester is so crazy busy. I look forward to graduating soon and having the time to travel and blog and read and scrapbook and clean and cook and do laundry and fold and iron and do whatever I want. I'll be back, I promise!