another day in paradise

I've spent the last 4 days suffering from a nasty summer cold and am now desperately hoping to feel like total crap, because that would be an immense improvement, way up the scale from wanting to die.

Since I've been under the weather, I didn't make it to my pedicure appointment, which was a bit of a disappointment. Hopefully I'll be able to fit it in later this week. One thing you can be sure of is that I won't be getting a fish pedicure. Apparently there's a spa in Virginia where they have hundreds of tiny carp that eat the dead skin off your feet, and it's said to be the best pedicure ever. But no thanks, just the thought of fish doing that makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Yuck.