You know it's been a long time since you had a pedicure when the first thing your toddler notices when you walk in the door is your new ruby toes AND he rejects your request for a hug hello to instead point and pick at your mysteriously decorated feet and compare them with his own naked nubs.
In other news, this morning I did the unthinkable. As I was tidying up our bathroom, clearing the vanity so that the cleaning woman could, you know, clean, I actually picked up a new roll of toilet paper and put it on the toilet roll holder. Previously anathema, I finally surrendered to the cleaning woman's strategy, and chose to put a fat new roll on instead of having her put a skinny old one on that wouldn't even last two pees after she finished. Because if you want something done right, you gotta do it yourself.
Weekend Reading: The Trying to Rally Edition
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