Hey Peeps,
It's taken me this long in life to realize quite truthfully that being on the beach improves my mood drastically. Just being amidst the sand puts my mind at ease, everything just seems ethereal and refreshing. At the beach today I took a nap in the sand, read in a tree, and all over had a grand time.
One thing I'll never understand is Uggs. They're horribly ugly, and they most definitely do not belong near the beach. But there they were, three girls with three pairs of uggs, trotting along the beach like they were in Alaskan snow. (grimaces)
Walking in sand is a wonderful feet exfoliater. I've been oddly conscious of my feet lately. I'm not sure why, but I've taken to thinking about them, one could even say obsessing over them. My feet are rougher than normal, sometimes prone to cracking at the heel, due to my love of walking around barefoot. If ever I could flip my shoes off and go au natural, I do. Though my feet do suffer for it. So I've been pampering my feet lately, even going so far as to pamper them up with little rhinestone nonsenses put on them after painting them. Too bad I don't have a sweetie with a foot fetish. :)
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