So today, I decided it was really time to bring bush back. We have a double standard going on out there in the world about bush, just look at how the Heisman Trophy committee treated another famous Bush.

It seems perfectly okay to most men to walk around with the biggest bush in the entire world. At the same time, most men think all women should be shaved, neat, and clean. Some men even like their women to look like ten year olds with no hair down there at all.

Men get angry and irritated if women aren’t totally clean down there. Many men feel totally comfortable, however, walking around with bushes the size of Lawrence Hilton-Jacob’s afro in Welcome Back Kotter. For those of you too young to appreciate Welcome Back Kotter, picture the worst 70′s afro you can possibly imagine. That is what many men are walking around with every day inside their pants.

Then there’s the oral sex double standard when it comes to bush. It’s perfectly okay to most men that a woman who goes down on them ends up spitting pubic hairs for 25 straight minutes. Men will actually get annoyed, however, when women have to pause to remove the pubic hairs from their mouth.

A lot of men won’t even go down on a woman if her bush is as wild as a 70′s afro. Men will ask their friends how they can bring up the issue of shaving with a woman who has a bush like this. Men will even have a ‘shaving party’ with their girl, and bring a razor and shaving cream.

Men will be turned off by the least little bit of hair down there on a woman, but yet so many of those same men walk around with a huge bush. The double standard is unbelievable.

Here are some things to consider for all the men who don’t trim their bush. First, women don’t want to go down on a guy with a huge bush. They don’t want to be swallowing your pubic hairs.

Second, and I swear by this, trimming your bush makes your dick look like it’s an inch longer. Who in the world doesn’t want to appear to have more size? If that doesn’t motivate you and your ego to clean yourself up down there, nothing will.

Today is my birthday. For those of you who don’t know, July 1st was the day I sprung out of my mother’s belly. The sad thing about this, though, was that it took me eighteen years to get back to that warm feeling all over again.

It’s amazing, because ever since I left my Mom’s belly I’ve thought “Boy, it’s nice in there. I can’t wait to get back in!” I was a poor tortured virgin throughout my entire high school career, and was not allowed back in until the ripe old age of eighteen in college.

This blog, however, is not about losing my virginity. This blog is about my birthday. For those who have not yet sent a present, you know what I like. If, on the other hand, you don’t know what I like then I’d suggest that you use your creativity because at this stage of my life I don’t expect presents from anybody.

I’m not big into birthdays, and I’m not big into presents . . . even though my intern Rey bought me the coolest present in the world: a Labrador Retriever mug that has a snout as the handle. So I was holding onto Daphne at all times when I was drinking my tea.

Anyone who has hung out in my office or in my house knows that I tend to drink a lot of tea. No, I’m not British – I just l don’t like coffee. Plus, it’s herbal tea and I’m a Californian. This blog is also not about tea or thanking Rey for the great present (which I already did).

This blog is about how you should celebrate your birthday. I’m celebrating my birthday by going to Hawaii. When I get on the airplane to Hawaii in a few hours, I am going to enjoy a fantastic birthday dinner. The dinner will be unbelievable (I’m going to bring a box of food from Whole Foods). I may even indulge — I may actually allow the flight attendant to get me a drink of water (as I usually bring my own).

What I will spend most of my time on this flight doing, though, is reflecting about how amazing the past year has been. You see, your birthday is not about getting presents or getting drunk. Your birthday is about celebrating life.

Your birthday is about celebrating everything in your life that’s amazing. It’s about celebrating the past year of your life and seeing how much you’ve grown. It’s about reflecting. It’s about embracing all the friendships you’ve had. It’s about appreciating everything. It’s about spoiling the one person you need to spoil every day – yourself.

So that’s why I’m taking myself to Hawaii for my birthday. I am going to sit on a beautiful beach for the next six days relaxing and reading . . . and I am going to celebrate what an amazing year it’s been. Who knows, I might even try surfing. I will definitely do yoga and eat great food.

I’m going to celebrate what to me has been one of the best years of my life, because getting older means embracing your life every single day. Although I don’t expect presents for my birthday, I am going to think about how many gifts I’ve been given this past year.

I have been gifted this year with so many great clients with whom I’ve gotten to work and with all of you readers of my blog. I have been gifted with all the fantastic people who work for me and with me to help to build up a great business.

So this year on my birthday, I’m embracing all of the great things that have happened to me over the past year. My only birthday wish is that I will continue to make every day better than the last day.