My relaxing day has put me in the mood for a nap. I’m resisting the urge. My too leisurely morning didn’t leave me enough time for a manicure and a pedicure, so I skipped the manicure. My toes (and poor callused feet) are more important to me, and I have a tendency to ruin my nails within two hours of a manicure anyway. But my pedicure was quite nice. From there I bought a suitcase and barely made it to my massage appointment on time. Which was…interesting. I think I like the idea of a spa (soft relaxing music, sounds of running water, quiet and peaceful rooms) more than I care about the actual services. The massage was nice, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t feel the effects of it anymore (and didn’t, really, once i got up from the table). A pedicure is so much more satisfying. (Look at my pretty toes!) And much less expensive.
Inane Chatter
What were you expecting?
The Wombat
What? No pictures of the pretty toes? You said to look at ’em! 😉 I got a full-body massage once ever, and it was the most fab thing evah. I felt like wet noodle lady for the rest of the day.
Zannah
Pictures of my toes will appear once I find the USB cable for my camera. 🙂
I felt wet-noodly for about ten minutes. And then I woke up. Maybe my masseuse wasn’t as good as yours?
momma betty
I feel the same way you do about massages. They’re great at the moment, but then what? No lasting effect. Unlike a lovely pedicure. (Remember that spa treatment mani/pedi we had in Mexico–dark room, music, giggles?)
Zannah
I do remember, and I also remember not being able to name that song. Still!