Bliss or Torture?

I'm getting ready for a girls road trip this weekend :). The oldest daughter and I and her mother and sister-in-law are driving to Las Vegas with a stop in St. George to see some family. One of the things I NEEDED to do was to get a pedicure. I love getting pedicures...sort of. I like the chair massage, the leg rub, the foot massage...ooh the foot massage! I've died and gone to heaven! I like the way my toes look with the fresh polish. How patriotic.



BUT... I hate it when they use that scrubber thing in the bottom of my feet! It tickles!! It makes me squirm and grit my teeth, which kind of hurt since I had that surgery last week :(. Aah! but my legs and feet are so soft right now and I feel pampered. The other thing I need to do is go visit Julia, my hairdresser. I have at least an inch and a half of regrowth that is looking pretty gray. I'm not old enough to be gray.... tee hee, okay so maybe I am but that doesn't mean I have to live with it :0. So it's off to see Julia and then Las Vegas here we come!