Pedicures.

I did something yesterday that I usually battle to the death.



I got a pedicure.

I hate pedicures. I mean, I HATE them. But my mom is quite a fan of the pedicures and she forced me against allll my better judgment to go.

Who finds these things relaxing? I swear I am so tense with anxiety sitting in that spa chair you'd think I was sitting in the dentists office.

1. First of all, I feel so RUDE. Like, I'm just sitting there in this cushy chair handing my feet to someone and telling him to rub lotions all over me and fiddle with my toes. I know that's not a pretty image but that's exactly the point.
2. I am literally the most ticklish person on the planet. Just talking about being tickled makes me laugh. But not in a good way. Which is the worst part about being tickled! I'm laughing because I can't help it, but deep inside I am SO angry.
3. They always try to get you to upgrade to some type of special spa something or other which tacks on like 10 bucks to your already expensive outing to groom yourself, and it's very frustrating to keep saying no to all of these upgrades! My mother, once again, FORCED me to get the "Callus Remover" treatment and I'm just sitting there awkwardly while they peel my foot like they are peeling a carrot (again, I'm sorry for the image)

Pedicures are just not.my.thing.

On the upside, I did recently get these new earrings that I really adore:

                

                      It's hard to tell from that picture, but take my word for it, they are quite lovely.

                                                It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood.
                                            I'm off to enjoy some hamburgers off the grill.
                                                Hope you all had a wonderful weekend!


                                                                     'Til next time...


                                                                            -C