let me buff your heels.

I bought a ped-egg the other night at Bed, Bath and Beyond. You know, the egg shaped pedicure thing that comes on infomercials. I have been watching the commercial for a while now waiting for one more free offer to go along with the egg before I made my purchase.

Well, I was in BB & B the other night getting a shower curtain (for my new bathroom!) when I saw the egg. "As seen on TV" the sign said. Bingo. So I took my egg and curtain to the counter. I asked the little lady behind the counter if she pedi-egged her feet. She does not. But she did mention that the eggs were flying off the shelf. Sold. I will take it.

Let me tell you, readers, my feet feel like I just got an expensive pedicure, sans the pretty polish. I was so impressed, the first thing I did when Trey return from St. Louis was make him touch my feet. He was also impressed, I am sure.

Last night I even talked my husband into letting me ped-egg his feet. I have been wanting to give this manly man a pedicure since our first meeting nearly 5 years ago. His flip-flop wearing days have done a number to his soles. Now, because of this plastic egg, his feet are as smooth as a baby's bottom. (henry's, per say) I told him I will pedi-egg his feet nightly, as I will mine. We will be a smooth feet couple.

All this to say, if you don't have a spa pedicure in your monthly budget, get a pedi-egg. For $9.99 your feet can shine.

You can thank me during open-toe season.