the whole enchilada!

it was one of those usual dinners', dinner date if you might want to call it that. we were at a chinese restaurant. i wouldn't call it shady but not a place I would go to again. both of us had had a long day at work so nobody was talking much but it was nice nevertheless. he never decides what to order or where to go. i do not like that too much.  prawns sui-mui, n spicy seafood hotpot.  now thats taking a huge chance considering i've not heard rave reviews about this place. lets also order something safe, he suggested, chicken maybe. chicken hongkong, chilli chicken, spicy garlic, shezwan, n then troublesome chicken in wonderful sauce!  i finally smiled. now who came up with that?  my friends feel i have a tendency to do things i am not supposed to. i do not think it is just me. as soon as any thing/person enters that prohibitive zone, something/someone you are not supposed to do(pun intended), it/they immediately becomes more appealing. anyway, that is not what this post ...

it can make anyone smile :)

i love my pedicures.  i love how the massager and the hot water feel. how the pedicurist lathers up your feet, cleans every toenail, removes even the tiniest speck of dead skin which might make your feet even remotely ugly. n then the massage! your feet become the centre of universe for the pedicurist for a whole hour while he ensures your feet look and feel loved. but more often than not. rather always, as far as i remember, every time i have gone to get myself a pedicure i have been in a tremendous rush due to work commitments, being a designated driver commitments, sisterly, daughterly commitments. they tend to never end. i usually allow the pedicurist 20-25 min in which he tries to rush up the entire procedure. i usually miss out on the massage or the nail polish (the finishing touches for any pedicure).  also, my pedicures aren't very frequent. its usually 2-3 months before i manage to squeeze in one. every time i visit the salon for a pedicure they go on and on about how i do...

rather i toppled n fell flat on my face! imagine being trapped inside a bubble, which wouldn't burst, if i might add. surreal. thats what it was.