Did someone drive me to the spa and not tell me? Seriously, I normally can NOT stand to have my feet touched. Ask Lil Sis. She'll ask her husband and I'm quite certain he will show you his battle scars immediately.
I have very sensitive feet and they are very ticklish. My kids have just removed my shoes (seriously I am giving you a play by play) and are proceeding to massage them with lotion. I so did not ask them to. I'm not one to force this kind of labor on anyone. I am sitting quite comfortably on the recliner end of my sofa and my kids are just massaging away. The future pilot even just asked me if I would like something to drink and let me know they have a refrigerator AND a bathroom here! How convenient!
All I know is today was one of those days. Work was grueling and tense. I think the future pilot described it best last night. You see he let me know he had a headache in his butt. (The learnings of toilet training will do that to you if you get my drift) Work was like that today though. A bit of headachey in the butt. And long. Eleven hours. Yuck.
Somehow though the pain of the day is wearing off and after the initial tickle-itis this is actually feeling pretty good. Now then let me see, just where did I put that lemon spritzer and warm robe?
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
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4 comments:
:) I used to give my mom foot massages every night. If only I could teach Riley to do that for me... :)
Hahaha. My sister had a dog, that used to love to lick feet. The smellier the better. It was so gross. You'd have thought someone hid a steak in between their toes.
Massages I can get into ...toe licking? Not so much.
My kids don't even want to do it for money. We need another dog.
Hahaha well, I am certainly shocked they wanted to do it. My heels are STILL soft two nights later!!!
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