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Digging Deep Into The Feet

Posted on January 17, 2014 by LFFL

Can I just say—I think I’ve found my home away from home. I’m just so in LOVE with this place! I heard of this place through word-of-mouth. You could only hear of this by word-of-mouth because it’s tucked away in a little corner in the city. Who knew?!

I’ve never seen any advertising about this place and no one I know has ever heard of it. And maybe it should stay the city’s best kept secret so I can have it all to myself. Then again, I am learning to share the great things I experience in life with the less fortunate souls who are missing out on all this goodness.

Foot Spa entrance

I took one of my sisters here a couple of days ago for a bit of girls’ pampering—and OH MY! We walked right into heaven.

It’s a foot spa/foot care reflexology place—but they do more than just feet as well. When you first walk in the door, be very quiet because the room is right there!

What I really love about the place is how inexpensive they are compared to an actual spa.

The 30-minute reflexology foot massage session is only $15.
The 60-minute full body massage and reflexology treatment session is $28.

Get outta town with those prices!! I think I’ve found my new hangout straight away after work to de-stress. Oh, yeeaaaaahhhhh!

It’s a little different from an actual spa in that they don’t use oils or lotions and everyone is in the same dark room together rather than having your own private room. Fine by me with those prices!

We went inside, told the girl at the front what service we wanted, she took us to the big comfy chairs, we took our shoes off and rolled up our pant legs, then leaned back and closed our eyes. Ahhhhhh, the good life.

We decided on the 30-minute foot massage. The room is real quiet with relaxing music playing. The guy that I had started with my head and—oh wow. I’m loving life! Then he massaged my legs and worked on those pressure points on my feet.

My sister fell asleep and I was halfway into my state of slumber. These people are SO good at what they do. I was saddened that this, too, would eventually come to an end.

Afterwards, we went up front and I paid for our services and tipped (don’t forget to tip 20%, people, if it applies in your town), grabbed a business card, and planned my next visit as I was driving home.

So, if you have nothing else to do today, find yourself an inexpensive reflexology foot spa and enjoy your time of melting all your stresses away while you snore yourself to sleep.

Take-Away Life Lesson: It’s really not fair that the good things in life have to come to an end 30 minutes later.

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Eatin' Concrete And Gettin' A Nose Wash

Posted on July 3, 2013 by LFFL

Culver’s Concrete with a Butterfinger and a Heath candy bar.

Since I’m free from working this week, it affords me time to enjoy myself in a myriad of ways. What to do, what to do? Hmmm.

I’ll tell you one thing……….I soooooo deserved this bundle of concrete today! After getting to-go/take-away food from my hometown diner today, a friend of mine offered to buy me one of these bad boys—and who am I to turn down FREE FOOD?! We go across the street from the diner to Culver’s and I order up.

Now let me tell you why I deserve this—I got a free nose-rinsing at my dentist’s office today!! That’s right! No, seriously.

My twice-yearly-teeth-cleaning turned into a needle-producing jab of a cavity-filling which ultimately turned into the little water sprayer going full-blast up one of my nostrils while I was laying all the way back in the chair!

My mouth is in one spot, my nose in another so—HOW DOES THAT EVEN HAPPEN?! I quickly sat up and gagged while I was handed tissue. I drowned in that moment, people. I think I needed CPR—not TISSUE! It’s a wonder I’m alive at all right now.

My mouth was numb from the cavity filling, my face felt enormously fat, and I had water in me where it should not be. YEAH, I deserved an ice cream!

Afterwards, I gave myself a little ‘happy’ at the nail salon—only the chick that usually does my pedicure was FULLY BOOKED for the entire day!! When has THAT ever happened in all the years I’ve been going there??? Never, I tell you. I always walk-in with no problem.

It must be a 4th of July thing. So I had to take whoever I could get. Her husband, who does my manicure, tells me to just make an actual appointment next time. I GUESS SO!

When did THAT start up again? Last time he had banned appointments, period! I guess I didn’t get the memo. And when did she become so popular all of a sudden?!

So, if you have nothing else to do today, try a Culver’s Concrete with all your favorite fixins inside. No need to wait until you’re jabbed in the mouth or going through an unimaginable torture. You deserve a Concrete just BECAUSE!

Take-Away Life Lesson: Bring a clothes pin or a chip clip with you on your next trip to the dentist’s office to keep your nose pinched together and save yourself from a drowning.

Spa Love—Not

Posted on June 15, 2013 by LFFL

Oh, what a glorious day it was today! Today was spa day which should translate into a pampering/relaxing of some sort. Or at least it, technically, should have been—or so I thought.

First up, the Eyebrow Wax:

After the 15-minute drive to get there, it took all of 10 minutes to rip ’em off—but ouch, ouch, and OUCH! So much for that ‘pampering’ session.

Next up, Hair:

First off, I had to drive to a totally different location 30 minutes south away from the girl that does my brows. Driving a country mile to this location is what was unpleasant, but once I was there the experience was rather relaxing.

Third up, Nails:

Yep, I had to drive to yet another location for this experience—30 minutes north away from the guy that does my hair.

But no one should be at an in-and-out nail salon almost 2 1/2 hours! Yeah, they were super busy but part of my waiting was due to a lady who had her crying one-month old infant with her while trying to get her nails done. It didn’t work out for anyone involved—the nail technician, the lady, her baby, or me!

The particular person that I love doing my nails just happened to be tending to this woman. Go figure. The lady opted to wait 5 minutes to see if she could get the baby to stop crying. Finally she put him back in his carrier and went back to her nails.

Five minutes into it, the poor baby starts wailing again. (translation: she has to pick him up—with her hands which are where her NAILS ARE!)

So, if you have nothing else to do today, schedule yourself a fabulous spa appointment—one that won’t actually hurt you, cause you to practically drive out-of-town, or has a wailing baby.

Take-Away Life Lesson: See if we can’t convince all our favorite service providers to work for the same business (translation: under one roof).

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