Happy Toes, Happy Heart!

I had the world’s worst pedicure in early fall 2006. Too hot of water (ouch!), rough scrubbing, and a less-than ideal location led to – you guessed it – a very unhappy big toe.
That toe eventually became known as Gibraltar Toe. The name certainly didn’t refer to my toe’s Herculean-strength, but to its sheer size after it was covered with surgical wrappings.
Gibraltar Toe has slowly returned to normal, thanks to the bi-monthly oversight of Dr. B in Plano and my dedicated avoidance of hot tubs, pedicures and bare feet in the gym. It’s been a very long two years.
Today my toes are singing a happy song because finally – finally! – I was able to paint my toenails yesterday for the first time since the worst-ever pedicure! And it’s just in time to enjoy pretty toes during the latter days of sandal season in North Texas.

3 Comment

  1. John says: Reply

    Those sure are some cute toes….

  2. It’s all in the polish! Otherwise, you know, feet are just poor ugly things…

  3. Ed says: Reply


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