All of me- SPT

Today is Tuesday, so you know that that means. This is a warning, this month's SPT is all about ALL OF ME. And I have that for you. It isn't a bad outfit or hairdo. It isn't an ugly way I can twist my face or a deformed toe. This ugly is something all together different.
This is a really hard post. I have debated long and hard about actually doing this, but the point of this month's SPT is to show something about ourselves that is "ugly" EDITED: or rather parts of ourselves that we usually hide because we don't like them-
this is the very first thing that popped in my head when I read about what our goal was for the month-
So here is the "ugliest" or the part of me (physically) that I hide the most- part of me.

A little bit of waxing could take care of this issue, but to be honest I am embarrassed when I go in to the salon to have them removed it. I hate to go.... I can only imagine what the estitician is thinking and it kills me.
I like my belly otherwise. I don't think it is huge. As a matter of fact in the past week I have had different people say, "you are so little" that makes me happy I guess- but it is the un-feminine hair that drives me crazy. The "happy trail"- that makes me so unhappy.

The fact that woman, in an ideal world are supposed to be as bald from their big buoyant breasts down to their feet as a 7 year old child makes me crazy. It bothers me that our culture can't accept that hair grows on our body.

It bothers me that it bothers me ... It is an ugly circle. I would probably feel more at ease with my tummy even if it isn't flat and strong if it were smooth and silky and, well, hairless.

So what does one do when she looks down and sees this sort of thing? She goes along with her usual after work routine. She has dinner:

Asparagus and pretend chicken nuggets with garlic and thousand island dressing.

She blogs.

She knits:

(Odessa Progress)

And she does her yoga homework so that she remembers how important the inside is, not the outside.

She lives and she laughs and she loves, and well, she has a hair tummy.

nobody is perfect.

AFTER THOUGHT ADDED:

I thought about this post all night- I had dreams about what you would all say, or not say and maybe never come back to my little humble blog again. Because WHY,oh WHY was this woman putting up a picture of here gut? (It is amazing what this blog thing gets us to do)- to put ourselves out there for people to see- people who I have never met - and if I wasn't "into" blogging like I am I would probably think or say "can you believe what is out on the internet? Can you believe what people put pictures up of? What they talk about?"

is this blogging thing kinda like talking on the cell phone in the doctor's office waiting room? Obnoxious like that? No, I don't think so-

No, because you don't have to listen to the conversation, you can disconnect yourself. You can surf on and read something else. So even though this blog thing seems really crazy and weird to some people that I tell, I still really like it. It has given me an outlet for my thoughts- I am finally writing again. It has given me some really great new people to know, even if it is only through cyber space, and it has given me amazing inspiration for my photography and my knitting. And because of that I am happy- hairy tummy and all (which by the way I shaved this morning while in the shower... smooth as a baby's bottom I tell you- should I post "after pictures" tonight? just for good measure? just kidding, I will spare you another gut shot...)