Melanie and I enjoyed a relaxing afternoon at the nail salon. Because she was with me, I did not get to catch up on my reading, as I normally do. But I did get to enjoy some pretty kick ass music from the '90s. I'm talking the whole decade...the soundtrack of my life that included high school, college, and my early career. I don't know where they get the music, but I must own it. Is it some sort of special order Muzak? Would a Vietnamese nail salon in a substandard mall even invest in such a thing? Their music is always the same, always a perfect mix, and always magnificent. In fact even when I go alone and get to read, I get sidetracked by the tunes. Man, I loved the '90s!
I apologize that the first paragraph had absolutely NOTHING to do with the title and purpose of this post.
So anyway, when I wasn't envisioning myself dressed in all white and dancing on on a pier to Britney Spears' Sometimes, I was documenting Melanie's first professional manicure and pedicure.
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| Who doesn't love a hand massage? |
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| Convincing a 6-year-old to keep her hands and feet still is nearly impossible. |
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| This is the life! |
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