Manny Pedi

So.. After we bought the shoes I was worried about them hurting my feet at the wedding if I didn't break them in so I decided to wear them to work on Monday. Well that meant I needed a pedicure. I was going to go get one and then I decided to save some money by doing it myself. When Nic noticed that I was going to do it myself he insisted on painting my toe nails because he thinks that I get it everywhere. Well, it's hard to paint toe nails with short arms, short legs, and big boobs in the way. ulghk. Oh well anyway. He insisted on painting them because apparently he is superior.





Well I soaked, pumiced, pushed cuticles back, and filed. It was now his turn. He applied the base coat, then waited for it to dry. Now it was time for the color. He began with a slow hand, then he realized that toes were much more difficult than fingers due to their strange natural position. When the pinkey toe wants to touch the carpet all the time it creates a problem. He finished in time but it was slightly blotchy and, EVERYWHERE!!!
But I showed him how to clean it up with Q-Tips and nail polish remover. As we cleaned the pedi up he declared that toes need to be left to professionals.
Well, at least he tried right?
hhahahah

His One Gay Skill

My friend Leann always jokes that every man needs one gay skill. Her husband shops... and apparently so does mine.

Well. Nic and I were invited to a summer wedding in Santa Barbara, California. I realized that I had nothing to wear, naturally. So I asked Nic to go shopping with me because, well, while we live far away sometimes he has to be the girlfriend as well. So we walk in to New York and Company and I tell him what I'm looking for, a long floor length dress. We find the dress nearly immediately and then I pick two colors, one that is sort of aquamarine, and one that's more of a burned orange. He loves the blue, but then I try on the orange and he nearly fell over. He told me that he loved the color and gave reasons for it, such as my skin tone and the way it fit perfectly. I was amazed that he was so attentive. Then we went home with this in tow.

I then told him that I needed jewelery for the outfit. I told him that I wanted something seashell. So we went back to New York and Company and I found a few options. Once he looked at the rack he immediately points out the perfect set, necklace and bracelet. yay! I am ecstatic to have found them and he is just happy to be out of the store.
Next I explain that I need shoes because the dress is longer than expected. So I look solo for about two weekends on and off. This past Saturday we ate lunch and then decided that we were going to find some shoes. So he took me to Macy's . I searched high and low for bronze wedges and they were nowhere to be found. I was about to give up when Nic found the perfect pair of shoes. They weren't wedges but they completed the entire outfit. As I was contemplating the price, he showed me that they were 15% off. The price was still a bit high but then he was becoming impatient. He even offered to buy them himself just to get me out of the store. Ha

These are the shoes except mine are gold.


I took my completed outfit to show my neighbor Danielle and as I was laying the outfit out and explaining where and how much I realized that Nic had picked out this entire outfit. It was killer! I was totally taken aback as I discovered this. The man that is oh so manly.... too manly for most things dressed me for a wedding.
He still won't take all of the credit for fear of ridicule... but I know who chose the outfit. And it's gorgeous and I can't wait to put it all together for an ocean side, beach front, toes in the sand wedding.
I'm so proud!

baby elephants

I opened my email this morning and I checked my mail. I always get these adorable emails from Lois that usually have to do with the appreciation of soldiers and I usually pass them on.
But this morning I opened this one up and I laughed so hard.
This is what it said.

I recently asked my friend's ten year old little girl what she wanted to be when she grows up. She said she wanted to be President some day.

Both of her parents, liberal Democrats, were standing there, so I asked her,' If you were President what would be the first thing you would do?'

She replied, 'I'd give food and houses to all the homeless people.'

Her parents beamed.

'Wow! What a worthy goal.' I told her, 'But you don't have to wait until you're President to do that. You can come over to my house and mow the lawn, pull weeds, and sweep my yard, and I'll pay you $50. Then I'll take you over to the grocery store where the homeless guy hangs out, and you can give him the $50 to use toward food and a new house.'

She thought that over for a few seconds, then she looked me straight in the eye and out of the mouth of a babe asked, 'Why doesn't the homeless guy come over and do the work, and you can just pay him the $50?'

I said, 'Welcome to the Republican Party.'

Her parents still aren't speaking to me.

Thanks Lois!




They should be ecstatic that their child figured out our economic problem without a degree or a pop culture fan base.