On Friday afternoon at work my boss and I raised our voices at one another, something that rarely if ever happens. For 2 only children we did pretty well at being pissed. She stormed out to go to the bank and I marched around like a storm cloud for about 5 minutes until I had the grace to remember we were both still totally exhausted from the St. Valentines Day massacre and were taking it out on one another. I quickly called her to apologize, she quickly accepted my apology, and the rest of the day was a happy one.
Later that day, GG and I were happily ensconced in pedicure thrones, reading and talking away. The salon was packed,the mood was light and then kaboom, a big, fat SUV tried to wedge itself in between a Hyundai and GG's truck. It didn't fit. The driver stomped into the nail salon, snarled at the Hyundai owner, snapped at GG that she didn't touch the truck and stormed back out. Luckily no noticeable damage was done to the truck and we could concentrate on the economic crisis in Ireland ( me), Cellini's My Life ( GG) and what color to paint our nails. All weighty matters...
We have stepped lightly through the rest of the weekend, enjoying the sun, the full moon and our peaceful home.
I think everyone should take a little time out of their busy lives and get some pampering. A mani and a pedi would go a long way to promoting world peace.
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