Paige and I have wanted to get pedicures together since she has gotten home from college but our schedules have been conflicting. I think that I have mentioned before that it is a Duvall girl tradition that our toenails be painted at all times - even in the dead of winter. Growing up of course, no one went to get pedicures so we were on our own, in the trenches, attending to our own piggies. I had to work overtime during all the summers spent as a lifeguard making sure those ten digits were properly decorated for duty. However, in the past few years, pedicures have become more common and a fairly reasonable service so the idea of doing it myself has faded with the memory. Paige and I finally found a nearby salon that was open late to accommodate her schedule so we went tonight. To make a great thing even better, we got the Margarita Special - a little tequila drinkee poo while your toes are being pampered...Muy Bueno!
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