Saturday, February 25, 2012

DAY 213: MANI/PEDIS

     You know you're having a bad day when your manicurist can tell you're in a foul mood.  And then she keeps asking and asking and asking you about it.
     On another note, I can't remember my mother ever getting her nails done.  Ever.  Her mom did, my maternal grandma, but never my mom.  Seems odd, considering it's what so many mothers do with their daughters now as a bonding activity.

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