I am officially over my eyebrows. Seriously, they are on some kind of a growth spurt and it is taking all I have to keep up with the plucking responsibilities. Where is all this eyebrow hair coming from? I simply do not remember doing so much eyebrow hair cleanup in the past.

I am wondering if it has to do with my diet. I do eat a lot of spinach. It gave Popeye muscles – perhaps it is increasing my eyebrow volume?

Perhaps this hyperactivity has to do with one of the magic lotions and/or potions I put on my face. Maybe my follicles are over-stimulated with my “When Hope is Not Enough” lotion…maybe its “magic”.

I think it could be stress…can stress make your eyebrows reproduce like bunnies? Shouldn’t stress make them fall out?

Do you think it could be the lighting near my desk? Perhaps it is acting as a grow light.

Please don’t tell me that prolific eyebrow growth is another blessing of aging. Although, now that I think about it, the older folks are the more unruly their eyebrows seem to be. I used to think that was either because they couldn’t see the unruly eyebrows as well as they used to be able to or they simply didn’t care. Perhaps they just ran out of strength to pluck.

I don’t know what it is, but it is maddening. I am getting so sick of them that I am tempted to just have the darn things waxed into shape. Then I remember that the tolerance of pain is not my forte and get back out my tweezers. Frankly I am all plucked out…until tomorrow when I will look in the mirror and see five new eyebrow hairs growing in random locations that I had not seen the day before.

Many a person has told me I have pluck over the years, but seriously…this is not the type of pluck I want to be known for.

Day one hundred and forty-nine of the new forty – obla di obla da

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