I did it. Did what? Got that damn pedicure I’ve been agonizing over. And I didn’t even have a bottle of wine before I went. And the girl even said I have nice feet. Who cares if she was just sucking up hoping for a better tip, I HAVE NICE FEET. I think I’m going to need regular pedicures from here on out.
I’m leaving tomorrow for Dallas. Why Dallas? Because the beach is too expensive. And shark infested. But in truth Pam and I will probably end up spending more in Dallas thanks to the huge mall there. I hope Polly has more self-control than we do, someone has to pay for the gas on the way home.
Does anyone feel like coming over and helping me decorate my house? I’m just at a loss for what to do. Or maybe I’m just too lazy to do it myself.
Hmmm, I wonder if Dallas has land sharks? candy gram!