Mother’s Day Funny Stories…
Ok, so I promised my sister I’d write this story down so we’d always remember it. Might as well share it with the world while putting it in a place I won’t forget- the internet! :)
So, yesterday was Mother’s Day and the day was off to a great start. My hubby brought me breakfast in bed and had gone out and bought me my favorite cup of coffee from Starbucks as well as a Starbucks gift card..ahhhh. :) So sweet.
Then, we all went to church together which was wonderful as usual. After Church, us girls (mom, sister, and me) decided it was time to get pampered. Out where my sis/parents live there’s not as many “nice” pedicure places as Orange County so we were looking on the internet trying to find a decent place. So, we called around, and decided to test our luck in Banning at a seemingly decent nail salon.
So, we drove out to Banning (my mom had to go to the Walmart there after) and found the nail salon very easily- we were so excited to get out of the car and pick out our nail color. Then we walked in and stood and stared. The people who were going to be doing our nails were young, college aged boys who looked a little like Viatnamese boy models. They had their masks on and started running the water- NO JOKE. So, I was like, “Whatever” and started picking out my color.
Well, then, my mom and sister started whispering things along the lines of “I don’t want these hot boys buffing my toe-nails,” and “And THEY’RE massaging my legs?” lol…ok- so then I started thinking about how it was MY mother’s day (and my mom’s of course) and I knew I also felt a little uncomfortable with the idea of these male models trimming my cuticles- and how could I really relax while they massaged my feet and calves?
As mom and my sister kept frantically whispering, the lady at the table (no, she of course wouldn’t be helping us- just sitting there) kept saying “they’re ready, they’re read” and we’re like “Just a minute”.
I could see where this was going. As I kept picking out my color and putting it back, and having done that 3 times waiting for the conclusion of this little scene- I decided that was that. I was outta there! I put up my color and bolted through my mom and sister, and ran out of the front doors to the car and hid behind it, waiting for my mom and sister with the keys to hopefully follow my lead.
Well, they finally came running out as well and we were laughing our heads off, in a nervous and guilty way. How do you tell people “Sorry, you’re too hot to massage my leges, and I don’t think my husband or I would like it very much”. I finally ran when I thought in my head. “I only get one pedicure today, this is NOT how I’m going to get it.” lol.
So, we ended up finding the nicest pedicure place down the street that was brand new and had the best massage chairs and LADIES doing our feet EVER! :) So, we’ll definitely be going back- to THAT one.
Moral of the story: Before going to a pedicure place, perhaps ask if hot model boys will be doing the work, or the usual lovely ladies. ;) ha ha ha. And if any of you want to visit the model boy pedicure place- feel free to email me and I’ll give you the info. lol.
