We're broke. Totally.
Tomorrow, I'm getting a pedicure.
I love gift certificates. To all of you who have given them to me, I love you. My feet love you. And my coworkers love you, since they don't have to listen to me whine about not being able to treat myself to something once in a while.
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Ah, pedicure. There's nothing like a pedicure to remove your troubles.
And your callouses.
Now I have "What do you do with a drunken sailor" going thru my head. Thanks a lot.
AUGH! Sounds like July's trying to kill us all. Have a glorious pedicure!
I can relate. It's the first day of my maternity leave. (Dr. nixed any more 1-hour drives to Gettysburg.) We took the dog to the vet for her yearly check-up and racked up a $500 bill!! It's a good thing I love this dog.
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