On Saturday DD1 asked to borrow my treasured tweezers, I agreed on the condition that they were returned and that they were not to leave the house. This evening whilst watching tv I rubbed my chin and felt not 1, not 2 not even 3 but 4 hairs. I said to OH let's pause the tv whilst I pop to the loo, go to my makeup bag and no tweezers. I then remember DD has them but is at her boyfriends, ring her and she says that she has them with her and will return them tomorrow. I rant at her and then start ranting at OH how mad I am. The more he says it's only tweezers the angrier I get, the more he asks why I need them so desperately is making me boil. Now he knows I know that he knows why I want them but there's unwritten rule that it's not to be mentioned after I gave him the death stare when he caught me plucking once. He then proceeds to start saying repeatedly not by the hair on my chinny chin chin and cracking up laughing. I want to slap him