Thursday, September 5, 2013

observational humor

Today when I should've been doing other stuff I decided to go get a manicure/pedicure. No surprise really, it's one of my favorite pastimes. I've been getting them fairly regularly since I was a teenager. I was there for total of two hours. Which is so crazy! I didn't get fake nails put on or anything. For the record, no, my feet are not that bad, she just took her time. Either way the pampering was awesome and I definitely had the time to just relax... sort of. The only low point was a serious cramp I had in my leg afterwards...

It wasn't in the usual cramp you get from fighting uncomfortably tickling scrub though. Oh man I get a Charlie horse just thinking about it! This was a new experience for me. Just a quick side note, It's amazing that I do these things because I really don't like to be touch. Like at all. And just another thing, real quick have you ever noticed that if you don't like something is he's always happen you?  For instance I'm terrified of snakes but I always seem to find them. Or should I say they find me? So of course because I don't like to be touched everyone tries to touch me it's super weird.

Anyway back on course… Well today  my foot brushing the ladies boob. I feel like this has happens to everyone at least one time and you have that awkward series of glances and adjusting angles afterwards...but this was repeatedly. Repeatedly. Why? Like seriously, why? My legs are not that long and generally their boobs are not that big so this should not be happening. It's almost physically impossible. Yet it went on longer than it should have. So given my good manners I decided to arch my foot a little differently to try to avoid the problem. Probably not my best idea because I have searing pain like a shin split now. We've got to figure this out before next time!

Because I know that you're wondering I actually got the French manicure because you never know I might get a job interview next couple weeks.  And for my pedicure I went with OPI's Monooner or Later. Which is a classy decision but a little odd for me. I always just planned on switching over to the reds, pearls and bronzes when I'm an "old" lady. I'm generally a bold and bright kind of girl so I having fun while I can still get away with it.

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