For the first time in my somewhat long life, I got a pedicure. Always wanted one, just never wanted to spend the money on one. My Kansas friend set me up with an appointment and I could hardly say no. (My mother said to just say “thank you ” when offered a gift.) I’ve also learned to accept the opportunities/gifts that cross my path with grace. Without even a hint, my Kansas friend offered the opportunity to give me happy feet. She set up the appointment bevore I arrived and dropped me off at the appointed time.
I’m hooked! Not only did I get happy toes,
My friend is keeping me busy. I told her I just wanted to “experience her life” and she is taking me at my word. We’ve gone from house to house to take care of dogs and cats she is pet-sitting. I have also attended her yoga classes (2 so far). I don’t do yoga. Or didn’t. Much. First introduction was an open air, out at the lake session in 95 degree weather. Not comfortable. Sweated like horse in hard work. But at the end of the session, I got to see this: