I ignored them, stuffing them in boots and socks for months.
I clipped nails once or twice, but over all, didn't mess with my toes.
So, now spring has sprung, it's time for open-toed shoes.
And that means pedicure time.
So, about a week or so ago, I had time for the much-needed pedicure.
I got the whole works.
hot wax wraps,
it was WONDERFUL.
But the sweet young Vietnamese woman wanted to do more to me.
She wanted to give me a manicure.
I'm just so hard on my nails, I wasn't up for a manicure that day.
Then she looked at my eyebrows...and I could read the horror on her face.
So, I let her have her way with me...I mean, my eyebrows.
I'm kind of surprised there was anything to wax or pluck away (she did both).
I barely have any eyebrows at all
and the hair that is there is really light.
But apparently what was there needed tidying up.
Then she looked down..to my upper lip.
I almost started to cry.
I'm not hairy, people!
But some errant hairs are standing up and making themselves seen.
And then, I came home to this:
That's the door to our garage.
Oh, hell no.
The garage is now dead to me.
I don't deal with snakes.