The other day I thought I had enough blow money to get a pedicure, but came up short. I had eaten fast food at the airport on the way home from NY and didn't account for it. After listening to me whine for a few minutes, the husband graciously gave up some of his blow and told me to go get some time alone. Since he gave up his blow he asked me to break out of my box and get some "snazzy" nail polish. I am not a "snazzy" person by nature but I tried. I got OPI all that is gold glitters, or something like that. See my pretty toes?
Let's compare my snazzy toes to the offspring's toes shall we? Yep, his are still cuter.
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