Saturday, July 21, 2007
I have a confession to make: I only experienced my first manicure/pedicure after the age of 50! And it was for a big occasion: the wedding of Anne and Jed last summer. My sister and I were never raised to be girlie girls...our mother only started wearing nail polish once she was in a skilled nursing care facility and having her nails done was an offered activity! When Anne was growing up, I had some nail polish in the cabinet, but she was mostly interested in using it to put on the toenails of her little brother. However, once she got engaged and had a beautiful, sparkling diamond on her finger, the manicures (for her) occured more frequently. So, it was such a treat this year (for Mother's Day) when she gave me the gift of a pedicure. We were able to go together to the salon yesterday and it was wonderful. Here we are back at home with our freshly polished toenails. Can you guess which feet belong to the mother and which to the daughter? What a fun way to spend some time with Anne! Thanks for the Mother's Day treat!