Footsies

With a Hawaii trip looming and many sandals to be worn, I decided that I didn't want to scare small children with the twisted, callused messes that are my feet. I usually just chop the toenails down and that's that but professional care was needed.

So, I got a pedicure. Started out with a soaking. Then the attendant used snips to trim the cuticle. She then started trimming the dead skin around my little toes. She kept cutting and cutting and looking more frustrated. Eventually, she asked, "Are you sure that doesn't hurt?" As if she figured she had cut so much tissue away that she couldn't believe she hadn' hit bone.

She then got out the shaver started shaving layer after layer of dead skin off my heels and the soles of my feet. As I watched, dead skin was flying everywhere.

She then gave me a calf and foot massage and we were done. I overtipped a bit but given the nastiness she had to work with, I thought she earned it.