The other day Laura wrote an unusual and somewhat disturbing post about what she wants if she ever falls into a coma. At first I read comma and thought “Now how is she gonna fall into a comma?”
Then I graduated from the first grade and started thinking about being in a deep sleep for ninety days. Would my friends fugettabout me? Would my family miss me? Would I lose weight???
Sleeping for ninety days almost started sounding appealing.
Then harsh reality struck.
What would I look like if I stopped shaving, waxing, plucking, dying, and tweezing my hair for ninety days?
Let’s just hope a coma doesn’t strike, or worse, a comma!
I never thought about that before… Can one leave instructions on what to do if this happens?… I’m not sure that I can go about my day without endlessly worrying about this.
I was cringing at just reading your title….lol….it sure does give one something to think about in an odd sort of way:)
Honestly, I don’t know where Laura gets this stuff.
What a scary thought and what an ugly picture in my mind now! haha
I can honestly say I’d never thought about that before. Gee…. thanks for giving me something else to obsess about!
Some days I wonder if it all really makes a difference!
Scary thoughts!! Hmmm…I need to designate a waxing friend in case of emergency, lol!!!
When I over-plucked my eyebrows as a tween I wanted to fall into a coma so I could just let it grow back in.
Well, that’s something I never thought about…
Ha!!! Sounds like you might need to see what kind of beautician your insurance will cover…
Go go gadget New Irrational Fear!