Wait… I’m already crazy.
I have a lot of stuff to do. It’s sort of the usual holiday season times twenty.
Baking. Cards. Wine. Edits. Proofing. A very special ARC to review. A blog tour thingy. My dad. My kids. Hubby’s birthday 12/12/12 – good fortune or the approaching end of the world according to the Mayan calendar? Rainageddon is coming – so my planned drive back up to Oregon will have to wait until I’ve turned into a real masochist like Anastasia Steele, cuz maybe then I’ll be all hot for flying trees and flipping semi-trucks.
So my Nazi aesthetician was scraping my skin off today (damn, maybe I am Anastasia Steele!) – she plays music while she’s torturing me – and this song came on. My brain did a double take. It wasn’t the kind of soothing song one expects to accompany a skin-scraping. Bad idea to laugh when your epidermis is being removed~
LOL Definitely not the song that comes to mind while have the skin scraped off.
That wasn’t my favorite Austin Powers movie. Clever-ish
Sorry, still stuck on having skin scraped off…
ok the scrape sounds painful..damn
Jaye and Savannah, comparable to a bikini wax without the screaming. There is a method to my madness. Keeps my face from breaking out – you know – dark skin, oily – prone to breakouts.
Hi Steph. I’m not an Austin Powers fan, but I do love the video. Hearing those squeaky voices and then Dr. Evil threw me into paroxysms of laughter.
Oh Amber, you are so right!