what does a best friend, eyebrows, and a razor have in common

Well I'll tell you. Last night the girls and i went over to the Hornungs for dinner, while we were there I had Andrea pluck my eye brows, cause I can never get them right. She had done it many times before, so I wasn't worried. I just sat back and let her have at it. After she had them just about done, she said that she was going to use a razor to clean up the little hairs that the tweezers couldn't get. Like I said she had done it before. But as she was shaving them, I thought to myself shes going awful fast. But I didn't say anything. All of the sudden I felt a sting of pain above my eye. I open my eyes to see Andrea's face filled with surprise and horror. I jumped up out of the chair and looked in the mirror. she had cut a little hunk of skin out from below my eye brow! I was like "AHHH!! Andrea!!!! its gushing blood!" as I was holding that portion of my face(of course I was being alittle dramatic, and it didn't hurt at all:)) But boy did Andrea feel bad!! it was sooooo funny!! Andrea just kept saying "I'm sooooo sorry, are you sure you're ok?" As I was laughing my head off. So that was my excitement for the week! Later!