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o I don't know if I've mentioned this lately, but my best friend Molly is due to have her first baby any day now. She's actually due on Saturday, but you know how notoriously unreliable due dates are. (If you don't know, well, due dates are notoriously unreliable, especially for first-time moms). I'll just answer all the usual questions here first. No, they don't know the gender. Yes, they have picked out some names, but no, they're not telling anyone. No, not even family. No, not even me. And no, she's not in labor yet. I spent a couple of hours with Molly today and I get sick of hearing those questions. I can't imagine how sick of them she is. This is going to be the first grandchild on both sides of the family, and her mother-in-law calls her every day to check in. It's very sweet, because obviously she's very excited about the whole thing and just wants to be in the loop. But it cracks me up because it's as if she thinks Molly's going to go into labor, go to the hospital, and have the baby without ever informing her husband's parents.

Anyway, Mary went and got a pedicure with our friend Jen the other day. It was supposed to be a spa pedicure, where you get the foot massage and the whole nine. Mary ended up being kind of unhappy with the place, but I'm not going to go into too much detail because I already rubbed it in (you'll understand that in a minute) and I don't want to annoy Mary any more than I already have.

So that gave Molly and I the idea to also go get pedicures. Given that she's nine months pregnant, you can imagine that Molly has just been feeling big lately, and there's not a lot she can do about it. She doesn't complain, but with the crazy heat we've been having lately, I can't imagine it's been very comfortable for her. And she's been off work for the past week, since her maternity leave already started. So Molly and I decided to book pedicures together, at a different place than the one Mary went to. And our appointment was today. Now, I've had pedicures before -- longtime readers will remember that Jim has bought me a spa package twice in our relationship, and the first time it included a pedicure.

We got to the place and they immediately welcomed us in by name. Well, they asked first which one of us was Molly and which was Kim. We were immediately whisked back to the pedicure area, where there were two big cushiony chairs waiting, with a soaking whirlpool bath at the foot. And the best part? There were tiaras sitting on each chair. So Molly and I donned our tiaras. I really wished I had my camera, because I don't know if I've ever seen anything funnier than Molly, with her big pregnant belly, sitting in this chair soaking her feet and wearing a tiara. The tiara was seriously the best part. Well, almost.

We got situated and the attendant showed us how to operate the massage chairs. They were massage chairs! Like not only did we get a foot massage, and wear a tiara, but we also got a full body massage that we could control! We experimented with the different settings while the attendant left us to soak our feet in the whirlpool bath. I turned to Molly and said, "I would seriously pay just to sit in this chair and soak my feet for an hour." There was also a wall fountain in between us that added to the relaxing mood.

The attendants returned shortly and started in on the pedicure. It was really the deluxe version and featured lots of scrubbing and rubbing. And not just feet -- they did our calves and ankles too. Dead skins was sloughed off. Cuticles were pushed back. There were rough scrubs and cooling scrubs. It was heaven. After about half an hour of that, we picked out our polish color, and that was applied. The whole time we sat there, we got to chitchat about this and that. I think we ended up talking about bad prom tuxedos for a while. Then we got to sit in the chairs a little longer while our polish dried. Overall, we were there for about an hour and fifteen minutes. Heaven. Finally, we relinquished our tiaras, paid for our treatments and left.

Like an idiot, I insisted on wearing my own slides out instead of just wearing the disposable flip-flops they give you so that you don't smudge your polish. And I smudged my polish. But I don't even care, because I can polish my own toenails. It was the rest of the experience that was worth it. As soon as we got in the car, we scanned the brochure looking for some other treatment we could get as soon as possible. I was like, "If you don't have that baby by next week, we are totally coming back here for the spa manicure." Molly said that Jim wouldn't let me hang out with her anymore because she was aiding and abetting me spending all my money at the spa. Of course, as soon as we got in the car, we called Mary and told her how great it was. Mary was like, "Are you trying to make me feel bad?" And I said, "Um, kind of?" It's a good thing Mary is a good sport. And Mary, you know that I will go there with you any time you want. Or you can go with another friend and call me while you are being pampered and rub it in. I deserve that.

So I was queen for a day! It was awesome. I think every person (male or female) deserves to be pampered once in a while.