So today, I did something nice.  Not just for me but for my MIL.  For my birthday, I asked for a gift certificate to my favorite local spa and I wondered if my MIL had ever had a pedicure.  This came up because maybe she asked Bill what I like to do at the spa, or something.  I thought it would be something fun for us to do together.  A sort of bonding.  We don’t do much of that–partly because I usually only see her twice a year and we aren’t particularly close.  When she comes to visit, she really comes to visit with her son and that is who she wants to spend time with, not me or her grand kids so much.

I told Bill I thought it would be fun and he then told him mom that I had planned that for us.  I still can’t believe that in 78 years she has not had a pedicure.  But I guess that is more the norm than having them maybe.  I don’t know–dear readers, do you get pedis?

My usual spa was booked when I finally got around to making reservations.  So, I did some research and the interwebs seems to think the the Four Seasons Hotel spa was great.  I thought that was a pretty believable opinion since the Four Seasons does pretty much everything great.

I eagerly booked our appointment–I admit, I couldn’t wait to go the Four Seasons spa.  Who doesn’t want to be completely pampered, valet parking, steam room, hot whirlpool tub, tranquility rooms, oh my!

I will say that the pedicure was fabulous.  We arrive a few minutes early and got to spend time in the tranquility room–super comfy lounge chairs, waterfall in the background, looking out over the river.  Then the long walk to the pedicure room which ended with a pretty fabulous pedicure.

It was fun to get to experience it with my MIL and cure to watch her squirm a little–she is apparently ticklish on her feet.  She really enjoyed it, even though I know it was hard for her to be pampered–it just isn’t her thing and I can understand that.

Getting a pedicure makes me feel pretty–there is just something about having smooth feet with painted toes that is AHMAZING!  My MIL didn’t get her nails painted–she is simple, but her choice really confused Zoë.  Zoë just couldn’t understand that you could get a pedicure without getting your nails painted.

So, while my MIL will never be close (it’s been 16 years), I had a great time with her today and I hope she enjoyed it.