Yes, you read it correctly. I did mean MAN Pedis. I gave my dad and my husband pedicures the other night while we watched a movie. My poor dad has trouble getting down to his toes these days, so I stepped in and gave him a trim. My hubby has never had a pedicure and confessed that he just rips his toenails when they get too long. I had no idea!

If you ever want to see two men melt in to giant pools of butter just start rubbing their feet.

It was funny to see their faces go from tough guys to puppy dogs as I soaked their feet in hot water and then rubbed them with foot scrub, trimmed their nails and then rubbed them some more with lotion. M said he couldn't feel his feet anymore. (that's sayin' something for a guy who cuts trees all day.)

It was actually my pleasure to do it and I'm glad they both are walking around with happy feet this week.

I wonder if I can get them to watch chick flicks now. Maybe the promise of a little pedicure will do the trick! Hmmmmm - I'm sure I can work this to my advantage somehow.