I'm finally feeling better. My husband and daughter had work and school, while Paul had one more day off so we spent the morning running errands. I managed to fit in an eyebrow wax with Paul chatting away to the stylist...
Is that chocolate? (I guess the wax was brown) That looks like chocolate Can I smell it? Why does it smell like chicken in here? (apparently the stylist brought a sausage biscuit into work) Does that hurt mom? Your eyes are red now I don't need to wax my eyes
and on, and on
the stylist humored him and his running dialouge and I was happy to get my neglected brows in shape.