Stop the presses: I got a pedicure.
I owe these terrific toes to my wonderful sister-in-law. She sent me a salon giftcard for Christmas, and I just got around to using it. My timing was impeccable, given that we’ve had sandal weather here the last two days. Instead of hiding these beauties inside my boots, I can put their pink perfection out there on display. (And how cute are those daisies? I wasn’t going to get a design, but the lady talked me into it. I’m glad she did.)
And wow, that was a great way to spend a Friday afternoon. My feet got the deluxe treatment, with paraffin and warm stone rubs and hot towels and who knows what all. It was phenomenally relaxing. I learned all about the Vietnamese New Year from the friendly lady who did my nails, and I got to put my feet up (literally!) and let someone else pamper me for a while. That doesn’t happen often, you know; like all moms, I tend to care for others more than I let others care for me. In fact, this is only the third pedicure I’ve ever had. (#1: Day before my wedding; #2: Sister-in-law gift; #3: Sister-in-law gift. She is a very sweet sister-in-law.)   And I have to say, these pretty nails do give me a lift. They make my feet feel girly and fun instead of utilitarian and tired.  It’s not yet spring, but I’ve got a definite spring in my step.
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