spring and spa induced hot flashes

Water-hose on the trampoline. 
Girlie *giggles*.
A lot of... "Mom, look at this!"
and "Mom, look what I can do!"

Picnics on the trampoline.
Reddi-wip a must.
To eat with organic strawberries.
First sunburn.  *sigh*



Trimming a baby tree.
And dreaming of future projects.
Ringing in the first day of spring with pedicures.
And manicures.
Hub's idea.
Promise.

{the middle pic features mine and nator's fingers, not toes.  just thought you should know.  in case you thought my fingers were toes.}

Funny... mostly because hubs has very sensitive feet.
I feared for the life of the lady giving his pedicure.
He could have reacted when she touched the bottom of his feet.
And rendered her unconscious.

She survived.
As did he.
But not without a lot of squirming.  ;)

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Oh how I wished that I could have captured a picture of Gracie.  She had someone working on her toes, and another on her fingers.  All while watching Despicable Me through their portable DVD player and headphones.  Too funny.

Nator tolerated the experience.  I talked her into choosing a color, instead of clear polish.  So, purple won.  Her massage chair was getting a bit carried away for her body size.  Had we sat next to her, we could have helped.  Maybe next time?

I asked the lady working on my toes to please change the channel {twice} on one of the large flat-screens.  Why?  Think Travel Channel, spring break, college students... gone wild.   And directly in Nator's line of view.

Obviously, no one felt the urgency to change the channel. 

During my third attempt, I may have said, "I'm getting mad now.  If someone cannot change the channel, I need someone to turn it off until we leave!"  You know.  The whole language barrier.  I wanted to make sure they understood me the third time.  I'm pretty certain this spa experience brought out my first hot-flash.

A fellow mother sitting next to Nator gave me an understanding grin.

The employees' foreign language dialogue picked up speed.  We may have been a hot topic for a few minutes.  Sticks and stones, right?  Especially when you have no idea what they are really saying.  Good times.  ;)

At least our nails are rockin'.  Gotta love a french pedicure.  Is it sad that I can't remember my last pedicure?  Think years.  {Thanks, Schmoopie!}

Mama needs more pampering.  Minus the hot-flash.  ;)  Bring on the sandals and flip-flops!

How did you ring in the first day of spring?