I was able to get a few days off work which happened to coincide with my birthday-and I got the heck out of dodge and headed to Orlando, FL to hang with my parents. I spent the day of my birth at Daytona Beach which was amazing-it was a perfect beach day-very warm and humid, hardly a cloud in the sky. I took myself back to my younger years and made my mom go out and play in the surf with me-that was my favorite part-we got some great waves.....


My birthday gift from my parents was a mani/pedi (I hate phrase it's so weird). As shown in the pictures I got a french manicure on my hands which looks so good! And those aren't even fake nails! I can't stop looking at them-I'm really sad to go back to work because the avaguard and frequent hand washings will take that nail polish off in the first hour-but at least it's pretty right now.
Although I love the after effects of the mani/pedi-I think it's awkward to get them. It reminds of that episode in Sex and the City called "The Caste System" when the girls are getting pedicures and discussing how they don't think there's a caste system in America, yet their feet are getting worked on by a row of asian women. It just makes me feel kind of weird. And then when they talk to each other in their native language I worry that they're talking about my feet (I mean I'm a runner-I have callouses! I feel like that needs to be printed on my t-shirt every time I go in for a pedicure). I don't like feet therefore if I were doing the pedicures, I'd for sure be making comments-especially if the person attached to the feet couldn't understand a word I was saying.
In a way I wished I spoke Vietnamese so that I could just bust out with something and call them on it. But until I'm blessed with the gift of tongues I'll just awkwardly get my mani/pedi and vainly go on my way enjoying my perfectly coiffed nails and toes.....



