The Joy of the machine

Although I am not typically a consumer (as we speak my boyfriend is in the process of begging, nay pleading with me to accompany him to the MALL!) I must confess to being overcome with joy by two of my latest purchases. The previously extolled Jack Lalanne juicer (I am wearing the results of a tomatoe that didn't want to go quietly into the night) and the Remington epilator! I have been limping along for the past decade or so on a mini-epilady that finally bit the dust. It wasn't very powerful and the cord always came loose during the operation and it always left a lot behind. But now .... duh duh duh! The Remington has left me quite hairless! And it doesn't hurt either! I stand all amazed and smooooooooth! In fact I am a bit sad. I really enjoy taking a hot fragrant bath, candles, glass of wine, opera music .... and then popping in some favorite video and finishing up the primping with a face mask, pedicure and e-p-i-l-a-t-i-o-n !!! Now I will have to wait over a week before I can use it again!