The Mustache Problem

So, it's pretty sad when the hair on my upper lip is darker and thicker than any mustache my husband can grow (he wants you all to know that he can grow more hair than all his brothers. Just so you know, wink, wink). As I get older, it just seems to get worse. I waxed a couple of times when I got married, thanks to my dear sister Wendy, who talked me into this painful method. Since then, I haven't had much desire chance to keep up with it. Lately, it's really been bothering me. I feel so . . . so . . . well, manly. Of course, it doesn't help that DH loves to pet it and ask me when I'm going to do something about it (I think he's just jealous that his won't grow like that). I get so self-conscious when I talk to people because all I can think about is how they're probably staring at my mustache. My plan has been to get some of the wax stuff (as painful as it was) that I used when I got married and do it myself. That, or get a facial and have my brows and lip waxed by a professional.

Well, today when I was out at the store, in my desperation, I decided it was time to take care of it. I couldn't find any wax (I guess I need to know where to buy it), but I did find this little hair removal thingy for $8 and thought, what the heck, it's cheaper than getting it waxed. When I got home I quickly got it out and  stuck a battery in it so I could give it a try. The mustache has now been reduced to smooth skin, which will now grow to peach fuzz, then to stubble and I can scratch my husband's face just like he likes to do to me when he hasn't shaved for a day or two. Do you see my problem? It turns out this new gadget I bought that advertised hair removal is nothing more than a mini electric razor. I shaved my mustache. It removed the hair alright, right down to the skin. I'm afraid now I will be right there with DH shaving everyday.

HELP! I need some wax or permanent hair removal! I'm ready to pay what it takes.