As many who see my Facebook page are aware, yesterday I did something out of the ordinary for me. I’m no cupcake. I love football, I laugh hard and play hard. But yesterday was my first time getting both a manicure and a pedicure.
Here’s how it happened. Shelly, my wife, was scheduled for a spa visit–a gift from her job. She also wanted me to go clothes shopping for her in anticipation of vacation coming on Thursday. So I agreed to tag along, with thoughts that I would sit in the waiting area with my laptop and write on my ongoing novel.
Things didn’t go that way. I found that the power plug in the waiting area didn’t work, and my laptop was resisting attempts to work via battery. At the same time, Shelly had planned on an hour-long massage only to find out that the masseuse wasn’t there that day. So she settled for a manicure and pedicure. And since we had come a long way and she was unlikely to come back, she wondered if I could do it too.
On an impulse, I said yes. Why not? Like I said, you gotta do everything at least once. The young Vietnamese/Laotian woman who worked on me did a good job on first my feet, then my hands. And they sat us in those great massage chairs. Of course I drew a line at nail polish. That’s not me, believe it or not. But it was relaxing, I spent time sharing something with my wonderful wife, and got some new material for the blog.
So I’m getting in touch with my feminine side. I’m still a Raiders fan.
And watch out this season.
The Great Adventure 