I had thought I'd go along to the pub with Mrs Dog and show support for her football (soccer) team in their battle with one of their major rivals. But she didn't want to go as she was afraid they would lose. They did. My team also lost :-(
Then, I thought we would go to a nearby firework display but she decided that S12 doesn't like crowds and loud noises, so we didn't go.
So I made dinner and then we all watched Dr Who together. They then all disappeared off to their own rooms to play with computers, phones and whatever leaving me on my own in the living room again.
Last week I was a bit put out, but this week I am taking MrBond's advice and shrugging my shoulders.
M: 57 / EW: 52 T: 21, M: 8 S: 18, S: 15 Bomb: 1 Jun 14 EA Aug 2014 I think PA Feb 2015 possibly sooner
Today was the day and I've just got back. My toes, and feet, thoroughly enjoyed it.
It was a bit of a climb up to the house on my bike. There's a strong wind blowing this week as well so it was tough going.
I took along a bottle of Prosecco, sat on the couch and had my feet sandpapered. Then they were dunked into a foot bath, left to soak for a few minutes before the lovely foot lady (LFL) massaged them with some exfoliation gloves.
Once dried and back on the couch, my toe nails were given a tidy up, snipped and buffed. Then came a foot massage, followed by them being coated with some stuff, put in plastic bags and stuffed into heated booties.
While they were being toasted LFL gave my hands a massage as well. And finally it was clean up time. The whole thing lasted an hour and a half and was certainly an experience I had never thought about having but am glad I did.
M: 57 / EW: 52 T: 21, M: 8 S: 18, S: 15 Bomb: 1 Jun 14 EA Aug 2014 I think PA Feb 2015 possibly sooner
