Saturday 18 September 2010

Pampering!

Husband away for one night this week. A sleeper to Cornwall. Always wanted to do it apparently. Like a birthday present to himself. Up to him I suppose. Bet you can't smoke bloody anywhere tho'! Not a problem for him of course.

So as there's me and the kids and the cat, all fatherless, this can only mean one thing. A pedicure. I mean don't get me wrong, Husband wouldn't remotely notice if I did it in front of him. But somehow, with the living room to myself and the TV off for once, it somehow beckoned.
The Voices were telling me to Do It.

Well, what a load of old shit! My plates of meat in this foot spa thing, going cold, and me bored and wanting a fag. Dried 'em off, and painted my nails green. With kind permission from daughter that is. I mean my days of buying disco magenta nail polish and that, are over!

Didn't occur to me until I'd done 'em, that I couldn't go to the kitchen for a fag then either! My nails being so wet and that! Well, I tell you, I don't think much of this beauty stuff! And my toenails now look like I've got some kind of weird green infection! I mean, what was the point of that???

Also rubbed hot almond oil in my hair and put on a disposable shower cap, and slept in it overnight! Ena Sharples! Look out!

What was that all about? What is going on with this beauty shit???

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

*shuddering* a disposable shower cap, Ena Sharples... that's almost grounds for divorce. Good thing he was in Cornwall and spared the details. LOL

AV

French Fancy... said...

Did you do the 'wet feet nail varnish walk'? The one on the back of the heels with the toes splayed out? Sexy or what?

Now when is your night away having fun?

Polly said...

Oh Jen - you never fail to disapoint me!

Anonymous said...

I just come here to laugh.
X David, NYC