All week he has said, "If you get home soon enough than I can surprise you."
He knows that nothing will drive me crazy like a surprise. I hate being surprised. I sucked it up though and tried not to bug him every five minutes about what he had planned for me.
Today I got home from work at 10 a.m. and immediately started harassing him about what we would be doing. Personally, I think he tried to string me along until he thought I might explode with the frustration of not knowing. Finally he told me it was time to go. I got in the car and immediately started freaking out about the possible places we could be going.
Then we arrived.
Todd took me to do the gayest thing I have ever done... Really... bar NONE... the gayest...
And I LOVED IT :)
We both got mani-pedis (That's a "manicure and a pedicure" for all of you boys that are reading but trying to pretend you are too straight to know what that means). It was one of the best things I have ever done. As I've mentioned before, I'm really embarrassed of my feet.
When I worked at the Biosphere2 we used lots of a mild acid. Although it claimed to be "mild" it was strong enough to eat through my shoes and leave my feet soaking in this acid all day. The burns healed after a few months.
Calloused. Scared. Cracked. Gross, I know.
But I am here to testify of the power of a pedicure. First of all, it felt amazing. Secondly, it gave me gay-points (those are like brownie-points, except gay-points only matter to other gays {Oh, and another fun fact; it takes exactly 20567 gay-points to be Officially Gay}). Lastly, I will now go as far as to say that my feet are CUTE. Practically a miracle. It was/is amazing! Thanks Todd.
And I LOVED IT :)
We both got mani-pedis (That's a "manicure and a pedicure" for all of you boys that are reading but trying to pretend you are too straight to know what that means). It was one of the best things I have ever done. As I've mentioned before, I'm really embarrassed of my feet.
When I worked at the Biosphere2 we used lots of a mild acid. Although it claimed to be "mild" it was strong enough to eat through my shoes and leave my feet soaking in this acid all day. The burns healed after a few months.
Calloused. Scared. Cracked. Gross, I know.
But I am here to testify of the power of a pedicure. First of all, it felt amazing. Secondly, it gave me gay-points (those are like brownie-points, except gay-points only matter to other gays {Oh, and another fun fact; it takes exactly 20567 gay-points to be Officially Gay}). Lastly, I will now go as far as to say that my feet are CUTE. Practically a miracle. It was/is amazing! Thanks Todd.
I have always wanted a pedicure and manicure.
ReplyDeleteSo there are points eh? Is there a chart of activities to gain points? If so where can I see it... lol j/k
Aww... that's cute :)
ReplyDeleteMani-pedi's are the freakin BEST man. So relaxing, and your nails are so pretty afterwards!
ReplyDeleteI've never had one, but it sounds like a blast!
ReplyDeleteTodd is such a sweetie!
Ok, this is going to sound stupid, but did it hurt? I hate the way my fingernails look and would love to have them done up nice. But I also hate (and I cannot emphasize this enough) pain.
ReplyDeleteIt didn't hurt at all! Flossing hurts more. It was amazing. A foot, calf and hand massage. Awe... I want it all over again.
ReplyDeleteLOL! Awesome. I need more gay points.
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