Blue Nails

Walked Kimball, plus followed my usual pleasant Sunday routine. Cleaned up a bit, then went to WinCo for provisions (you'd think I lived in a cabin in the forest). Called El, who was in Ojai with Greg and, since she said she was making a mani-pedi appointment, I asked her to make one for me, as I've been meaning to get a pedicure. Showered, then we met there ("Jessica Spa") and had an enjoyable chat while our tootsies were beautified.
For the first time in my life, I had my toe nails painted something other than red or pink; I chose deep blue. Why? Because it matches my bathing suit and at the pool is the only time I ever show my nails. (I have no sandals, but hope one day to buy some.) Anyway, my feet look a bit as if they're developing gangare, but it's kind of cute.
We chatted about Thanksgiving, for one, and will not go out for it again this year. We talked later and will go to Greg's mother's new house in Santa Barbara, bringing the dinner components. I said I'd make the pumpkin pie and cranberry relish. Of course, I'll do anything else, too, if needed.