Wednesday, July 17, 2013

At least I got there eventually.

I was outside reading with Riley,and realized it was time to get ready for Zumba. On the way in, I watched my feet in flip flops and thought about going to that place where you get your feet pampered.

"Podiatry." No, that's the foot doctor, I told myself.

"Mammogram. Instagram." No.  What's the hand one?

"Medicare. Manicure! Podicure... pod... pedicure!" Yeah, that's the one. Jesus Christ. Must have been a long, brain challenging day.

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