I haven't shaved or waxed my armpits in five years. And, until recently, I hadn't given it all that much conscious thought, beyond the dull general awareness that I feel about my pit hair when I'm in certain settings. Today I'm going to talk about armpit hair, and plunge into the realm of conscious choices.
This is Offbeat Home's archive of Life posts.
We launched as Offbeat Home in 2011, but it has become clear that the site is about much more. In 2013, we relaunched as Offbeat Home & Life, with an expanded focus on Relationships, Budget & Career, Travel, and Style. This is the category for the non-home/rest of life stuff!
I have a small budget. And while my heart screams "Buy that $15 artisan sandwich!" my wallet says "If you want to make rent, go for the mass-produced sandwiches that are only $5." What are some ways to help support my small business community, when my budget is even smaller?
While at face value, following a specific set of actions may seem difficult or complicated, the reason it works is because, in actuality, the rituals make life more simple. Simplicity during the times I feel most sensitive to worry is like a little gift to myself, the gift of certainty. There are so many times in a day that I worry about what's next. When I know exactly what is going to happen next, I don't worry about it. Reducing worry in my life is one of my major goals in my search for personal serenity.
If I had to pick a religion, it'd be sports. And if I had to pick a method of worship? It'd be aggressive softball playing. It fills my spiritual cup in a very serious way. It's no accident I met the love of my life on the softball field. And it's no accident that I'm still playing in my second trimester, side by side with that same man. If my heart were a puppy, this would be her dog park.
Dear fashion industry,
I know you're shocked to receive a letter from me. According to you, plus size people like me don't even exist!
So you found some crumpled money in the pocket of an old coat, or your friend finally paid you back for that pizza from six months ago. You've just had a teeny windfall! Since it's feeling like BONUS MONEY, it may start to burn a hole in your pocket. But if you take a big, deep breath before you spend, you may think of a better way to put that $20 to good use…
It recently occurred to me that I have a shit-load of skin creams, oils, washes, and various other gloops in my medicine cabinet. Like, way more than I should have. Some of them should be cycled out because I never use them, but I have surprisingly strong opinions about others of them. Like, it's just gloop. Why am I so obsessed with these gloops? I cannot tell you, but I figured that if I'm obsessed with my gloops, you might be obsessed with yours, and maybe we can discuss our gloops. Ready?
Whenever I end up playing the "tell a surprising fact about yourself" game I have one up my sleeve that is guaranteed to shock those who don't already know it. I grew up without a television. I don't know quite why this is viewed as so unusual, but it always gets a reaction.