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Oh, my wonderful Va-j-j, you got me into this mess to begin with. With an "oooh" and a "ahhh" the damage was done. Then came the nausea and gas. Now at 8 months, I can no longer see you, but I know you are there. Weekly question: to shave or not to shave. And now that I cannot see you, I have hijacked my husband's electric shaver. I will not be cutting you up. My death grip on this shaver…
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