I should back up a bit and mention tht Leslie and I talked about what we should do for her birthday as we drove up to Rochester after our last goodbyes in Anderson. We thought about how we didn't need more stuff to ship to Guam and we had become accustomed to living with little as we traveled through Europe. We also don't have jobs right now so cost needed to be factored in and as a result Leslie decided she wanted a pedicure. I thought that was a great idea, then he added a stipulation...her gift would be that I would get one with her.
I had never done that, or thought of doing that before. But for my wife's birthday I thought I'd be willing to suffer through it. Well I'm happy to say there wasn't much suffering. ;) I drew the line at nail polish & no matter how much Leslie insisted that clear coat was good for making my toenails healthy and strong, I maintained my stance.
It takes a bit for a guy to swallow his pride just having a pedicure at all, because there is no gauge of manliness that includes the item "pedicure". Getting my toes painted just was too far over the line for me.
Overall, I can admit it was a positive and relaxing experience that may even result in a future pedicure at some point. I couldn't really argue with the massage chair, or the leg/foot massage that was SOOO relaxing.
Happy Birthday Leslie...thanks for including me in your gift!
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