Since baby hasn't shown up yet, I'll just have to keep talking about us. Boring, I know.
We were actually relieved he/she decided not to make the grand entrance while this winter storm was looming last Friday. We got almost 12 inches of snow, which isn't too big of a deal for up here, but enough to make these two Southerners nervous about getting to the hospital in a crunch.
We celebrated Valentine's Day a little early because we though we might be doing something like birthing a baby on the real V-Day. Ha! That was wishful thinking.
Nevertheless, I took Randy to get a surprise pedicure. It had to be a surprise because he wouldn't have agreed to it otherwise. I knew he'd take to it well because he LOVES having his feet touched.
Such a good sport!
Just as I predicted, Randy loved the warm swirling water, lower leg/foot massage, the relentless pummeling of the massage chair, and the intense callus removal. He insists removing the calluses was a medically necessary procedure (refusing to admit he had a pedicure) and should have an insurance code for billing purposes.
