I love my summer feet. They're really, really dirty. I'd give a pedicurist an aneurysm. I keep my toenails painted to hide the dirt...in this pic, they're green to match the flowers, because I care about such things (she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm). The floors in my house are always covered in various spills and bits of food/glitter/glue/playdough (today I swept the same area 3 times in one hour), so I have to wash my feet before I go to bed. I laugh when people offer to take their shoes off when they come in the house...I tell them to keep them on to protect their socks! My mom says that her father did the same thing every night. We take such good care of other parts of our bodies: taking off makeup, washing our face, brushing and flossing our teeth...what about our feet?
I think my hardworking, reliable, sausage-toed feet deserve a wash and a rub with some Fair Trade Foot Lotion from LUSH after a day of futile attempts at cleaning the house, standing for hours to prepare meals, wiggling into warm earth and cool grass, and dancing to ABBA with my kids. I'm off to do just that (washing and moisturizing, not dancing to ABBA!) before nestling into bed with my new library book! Happy Wednesday, all!