Live-In Spa Technicians

At times I have lamented not having the following service workers:

A Laundress
A Dishwasher
A Personal Chef
A Chaufeur
A Masseur
A Theme Song Guy (You know like from The Emperor's New Groove?)

There is 1 other person that I wish I could snap and they'd appear: a spa technician. Today I no longer have to wish for this one.

Jesi asked if we could please do our toe nails together so I promised that later we would have our own nail polishing session. The "later" part seemed unacceptable to my pouting princess so I relented.

Remembering that Bart's brother was getting married on Friday and I had no clue if the shoes I would wear would be opened or closed toed I was determined that I would do my own nails, thank you very much, but seeing my determined and disappointed children, (yes, Brian thought he would join in the fun as well) I dutifully handed over the nail polish.

Per instructions I obediently sat spread eagle on the edge of the ever so comfortable and cold bathtub with 1 foot on the toilet seat for Brian and 1 foot on the bathroom scale for Jesi. Chelsea effectively supervised.



Results: 2 proud kids & 1 mom who is again on the prowl for a cheap (free) spa technician. What do you think of my new style? Now where did my nail polish remover end up?


**What kind of personal service worker have you always wanted?