I wanna pedicure….wahh. My pedi from Detroit is finally going the way of the dinosaur. Gene’s due for a pedicure too
(wait, I didn’t tell you that Gene got a pedicure a month or two ago?)
(No, he didn’t get nail polish…!)
The boy comes to town on 7/15 for a month, so we have to get it done before that. Maybe I can get appointments for us Monday or Tuesday. My mom is coming to town Wednesday-Saturday (and I’m almost 100% sure that she would not be up for group pedicures) and then the next Sunday the boy gets here (and I’m 1000% sure that HE is not up for group pedis).
So, yeah, this is a quintessentially “Only you, Elaine!” complaint: I want a pedicure but Gene wants one too and no one has available appointments for us today and we have stuff going on the next two weekends but if we don’t do it soon we have to wait (Wait? OMG!) until August.
I always feel better writing this stuff out but I also feel
a little very stupid actually hitting the publish button. So, instead, I’ll throw some other stuff in the post to outweigh the princessy complaints.
1) Something called Veggie Booty has been recalled. I think we bought Pirate’s Booty a year or two ago but I didn’t have any of it. Regardless, if you have Veggie Booty (as opposed to Peanut Butter Cup Booty, which is my affliction), throw it out. And feed your kids some damned Cheetos – if it’s good enough for Britney’s kids, it’s good enough for yours.
2) According to…some link I clicked this blog is rated PG because I used the word “fucking” one time. What I want to know is, what post did they find where I used “fucking” only once?
3) My little brother and his wife are on the road to being a homeowner. (No, Hom-OWNER, Geez, get your minds out of the gutter). Macauley/Bill is a grown up and I just have to get used to that. Their house is in Mom and Dad’s neighborhood. (Ha ha, SUCKERS).