Pedicures – Not Just For the Ladies Anymore

At the risk of getting my 'man card' revoked, pedicures are the greatest thing since... you know!

Ladies you have been trying to keep this secret from us for ever and I'm telling you right now it's O-V-E-R, OVER! Guys check this out.

Look, my mom talked me into getting one of these nectar-of-the-gods foot massages a number of years ago and I've been thanking her and cursing her ever since;

• Thanking her because it truly is one of the best things you can have done to you in the history of having things done to you. No, it's not 'THAT' good, but it's close.
• Cursing her because I have not been able to find a pedi-person in Texarkana that's anywhere near as good as 'My Jenny'! (And yes, I do say that like Forest Gump)

'My Jenny' and her husband have been running a little Nail shop for over 10 years that I know of, the only problem is, that little Nail Shop is in Katy, Texas, just west of Houston. Works out great for my mother, and my daughter who both live nearby, but it sucks-out-loud for me being 5 1/2 hours away. 'My Jenny' is a very small, very sweet Vietnamese immigrant, she speaks English pretty well albeit with a fairly thick accent. If you put a sopping wet wool coat on her I bet she would still have to jump up and down on the scales to hit 90 lbs. But guys let me tell you something, that itty-bitty Asian lady can rub a foot.

This past weekend I had the absolute pleasure of seeing 'My Jenny' again and when all the scraping, exfoliating, rubbing and buffing was done, I walked out on what felt like and brand new pair of feet once again. Brings a smile to my face just typing that.

My only dilemma remains the same old story, can I find a pedicure talent close to 'My Jenny' here in T-Town, so far I have been to 5 different nail salons and while they were all good, just didn't quite measure up the 'My Jenny' scale. Oh, I'll keep looking and your suggestions are welcome, encouraged even.

It would be nice to find someone here to keep my feet in good shape before the Zombie Apocalypse hits. I don't think my wife would touch them on a bet. But even if I do find a stand-in here in Texarkana, when ever I make that long drive to Houston to visit mom or my daughter, I will always carve out an hour for the worlds greatest foot rubber, 'My Jenny".

Yes, she put on clear coat of polish at the end, call me a girly-man if you will but I like shiny.

Luv ya, mean it!