Happy Bastille Day!
Understanding I am a bearded xy chromosomal unit, you may find this post quixotic. But today, I celebrated an event so monumental, I feel the necessity to share. My Facebook post this morning extolled the colors encountered on a sojourn to Pierre. This travel precipitated an early rise and shine followed by a quick shower and shave. (Don't panic--just the trim-up kind of shave!). Spendthrift that I am, I opted for a new blade for the razor. HEAVEN! It didn't feel like I was ripping the hairs out one by one. It didn't take 5 swipes over each sector to approximate a clean shave. A little gel, minimal effort, and the task was accomplished. I suppose this unusual event could be repeated more than once a year, but razor blades are expensive! And every five to seven days, at least for the next twelve months or so, I shall enjoy and remember this morning!
Cheaply yours, bz