Got a pedicure and a manicure today. First time ever. Can't believe how good they look! The lady had her work cut out for her with my knobby toes on hillbilly feet and bitten fingernails but she managed to make both look darn near presentable.
Then this evening, after my manicure, I wasn't about to go sticking my hands in the meatloaf ingredients and so got Nigel to do that. My football-playing, first-born child grimaced the whole way, grossed out by raw beef and tomato sauce, plus a slimy egg and some other stuff. :-) But it was that or sweep the kitchen, which fell to Jake by default.
Jake and I refurbished the I've-seen-lot-of-action suitcase and got it looking pretty good. We worked on it at the kitchen table late last night.
They -- and husband -- are so ready to get rid of me for a few days so they can enjoy their "man time" in which they watch shoot-'em-bang-'em-up movies, eat pizza and all the white bread they can lay their hands on (I know it is evil so we have bread wars around here...), fart and scratch themselves freely. Charming!
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