Today was a good day.
Any day can be a good day when you've got someone washing, massaging and fussing over your feet. And hands - let's not forget the hands!
I'm very thankful for the sweet spa gift certificate from my awesome brothers. What a spa! I got to hang out in a fluffy white robe, drink tea, nibble biscotti and read fashion magazines while my nails dried.
Nearby, a stream trickled by. It was truly a relaxing experience.
And look at the beautiful job they did of my nails. All neat and trim and elegant. And you should see my sexy toes! I am beautiful!
2 comments:
I can't wait until you go back to work. You're over-blogging. You've stooped to regaling us with "stories" about your toes.
Well, that just doesn't make sense. You can't wait til I got back to work so you don't have to read so much of me?
Here's a tip I've found useful: when I don't want to read anymore, I stop.
Plus, you clearly have not seen my toes. I am not stooping.
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