So after a therapeutic coffee date with my friend Barb (Thanks, Auntie Barbie, you sweet thing, for laughing with/at me!) I was leaving the Caribou parking lot when I noticed a woman in the 5 minute zone was shaving her legs out of the passenger seat of her car. With a razor. And shaving cream. And a bowl of water.
First of all, I hope Barb got to see it because I know she would have bust a gut with that great laugh of hers. Secondly, I thought about taking a picture but that seemed inappropriate in an already strange scene. Thirdly, well, good for her, I say! Gals, who among us has not had a day when we said, “I certainly am sorry I did not shave my legs today!” We all have at one point or another, but this woman was prepared to do something about it . . . from her car!! Now as a full-time homemaker I am prepared to do a lot of things from my car. I have bags and Kleenex and diaper wipes and sippy cups and Caribou napkins and maps and the odd McDonald’s straw, BUT I am not equipped for a leg shaving emergency. Good for her! Also, even if I were prepared to shave my legs, would I have the chutzpah to do it in the Caribou parking lot? I probably would not. Good for her!!
I am certainly going to think harder about what a gal on the go should have in her car.