~ Greetings and Welcome to ~
Day 2 of
is one of my most favorite days of the month! It is my pedicure and manicure day!
Do you know...
that I never had a pedicure or a manicure before I was 40 years old?
I always felt it a little odd to have a person mess around with my feet...
you know handling them and clipping my toe nails and such.
Then I was given a gift certificate for my 40 birthday from a dear friend of mine
(who knew I had never had one and kept telling me that they were HEAVEN! And I kept telling her that it was WEIRD to have some random person picking the toe jam out from under your toenails....)
Well I used her gift certificate and I was hooked!
It has become my monthly ritual that makes me feel like a girl ~ my one guilty indulgence
(well besides buying
too much cross stitch stash.)
So here is a tip for you....
RUN and go get a pedicure!
Even if you don't want some random stranger picking the toe jam out from under your toenails....you will LOVE it! Oh they feel so good!
The best part of a pedi is the night you get home with a fresh pedi and getting into a new bed with fresh clean sheets and running your smooth feet back and forth on the sheets.
You know.....it's the small things in life for me.
someone on one of my last blog posts asked if my new kitty, Augustine - Augie for short -
(yes named after our happy place, St. Augustine, FL not to forget St. Augustine the actual saint and theologian of the church)
They wanted to know if he had made it from his illness and continued to thrive.
Well he certainly has! I am happy to report that he is spoiled rotten. He runs my older cats like a collie herds cattle. Chatty distinctly will not put up with any of his crap - he starts growling when Augie gets that - I'm going to tackle you look in his eye. Red boy puts up with his crap for a while and then knocks Augie in his place. Here are a few snaps of my sweetie new boy:
The very day we brought him home:
48 hours after coming home, he was gravely ill....
During his convalescence when I was hand force-feeding him and wiping his hiney when he had to use the bathroom....
Two weeks after bringing him home...he's sassy and killing ALL the things!
Four months old!
Here he is as a big kitty...
I believe he is full grown (so does the vet) he's 9 months old. He's a smaller Tom Cat than my other Tom's. He's petite and short-legged. He is a ham....
Here he is today with Red and Chatty (yes, Chatty was growling while I was taking this picture).
You can see he is small.
Red is my biggest guy...he is skinny but so long and tall that he is roughly the size of a bobcat (just not as heavy in body as a bobcat).
Chatty is dainty in bone structure but large in size - he loves to eat and I have to watch him.
**All three adopted from the shelter. Chatty was 2 when we adopted him. He is now 11 years old. Red was adopted the next year as a kitten, he is 8 years old. Augie of course is less than 1 year old.
Tip #2 for today....
Adopt, don't shop!
Give a pet that has been discarded a loving home. SO many pets (of all varieties) are just waiting for someone to love them, care for them and give them a forever home. Maybe consider adopting one from your local pet store for Christmas?
These boys have brought us abundant joy! Little gifts from heaven to brighten our walk on this earth. I love these cats so much. They are my friends and my companions and love me for me. Of course they are cats, so it is all their terms...but what is not to love about them?! Mama's little sweeties! I've had many cats in my life...but these guys...ahh! I love them best. Even though they eat like they are starving and fill up their litter boxes like champs!
...scooping poo daily not my favorite part of pet ownership...
after my mani and pedi is decorating day! So tomorrow we might have actually something Christmassy to talk about.
And maybe even a little stitching???
WE WILL SEE what tomorrow brings!