Yesterday a bunch of us from my moms group got pedicures. I was particularly excited because ever since I started running I particularly love having my feet massaged. I think the Big Giraffe may have been excited that he didn't have to do it! Plus I got rid of the scary animals over my eyes so I no longer look like Michael Dukakis and thus will not scare people at BlogHer. I figured it was time to clean my eyebrows up when I spent a good chunk of time during a free showing of The Bee movie last week comparing the bees' eyebrows to my own.
After having my toenails transformed and my feet exfoliated and massaged, I headed over to a private room with sounds of waterfalls and birds chirping playing. I lay down on the padded table and closed my eyes in relaxation. As my mind began to wonder, I thought about something that I often think about when I manage to go in and get my eyebrows cleaned up: how weird is it that my relaxation time involves someone pouring hot wax on my face and then tweezing my face while tears squeeze out of my eyes. Yet, this is relaxation.
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: It's amazing how much kids change your life!Labels: Humor (at least Attempted), Mom-Care |
Sounds wonderful.