I know you're supposed to switch out your razors every 3 or 4 times you shave, but razor blades are expensive!—especially for someone who shaves EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. This is a quirk, mainly because I don't have very much hair on my legs to begin with, and it grows in very slowly...but hey, it's part of the daily shower routine so I go with it. Yes, Brenda, even in Winter.

It's always been this way, and I can tell you that the majority of the marks on my legs are from shaving incidents of years past, all except the nastiest one on my knee—where my lovely brother hit me with a gravel-filled snow ball in elementary school. I remember once, my aunt, Debbie, remarked how she didn't know what would possess someone to continue shaving after they had cut themselves. I replied that you never know when someone's gonna up and touch your leg.

Well, yesterday, I switched out the blade on my razor for the first time since, oh, I don't know, September? I was feeling a little down with the whole Mother's Day thing and decided to treat myself—with a super sharp razor blade. It seems not a little messed up in retrospect.

But, I went about my routine...and once the steam had cleared and the mirror had revealed, I realized that my armpits were smooth enough to show my reflection, and life was good.