A Hard Life

For those of you who think that George has a difficult life, please pay attention to this post.   For his birthday, my mom and I gave G a gift certificate for a massage, manicure and pedicure.

And so yesterday (while I worked) G had a day of pampering.

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It really isn’t fair.  And I wanted to burn down my house when he left for his appointments.  I guess I was a little jealous.

First, he had a massage.

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It just looks too comfortable.  And is it just me, or do you think about putting a pillow over his face while he’s lying there?  Hmm.

Then, he had a manicure and pedicure.

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At least his hands and feet don’t feel (or look) like cement blocks anymore…which is nice.  Also, I prefer to pay someone to rub on G so I don’t have to.  I guess it was a present for both of us then, huh?

Regardless, I need some spa time soon.

HAPPY FRIDAY!!

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6 Responses to A Hard Life

  1. Stephanie says:

    I love how he had someone take pics of him lol!!

  2. haleyv3 says:

    You an me both! I haven’t had a pedicure since I got married, which was almost 4 years ago. ….I can’t decide if that’s a sob story, or a really embarrassing fact. :/ anyways, I hope you get some spa time soon!!!

  3. Emily says:

    I would have loved to be in the room and saw the look on the person’s face when he asked them to take his picture!

  4. jswesner says:

    Someone is showing some leg in that first picture! Bad Birthday Boy!
    I am very jealous of him!

  5. Kate says:

    G’s hand looks huge in that first pic. Are they really that big or is that an illusion? Also, so great that he had people take his picture. So great.

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