The last time I had either a mani or a pedi was back before Gabriel was born. Yup, that long ago. I don't see the point of getting a pedi in the winter when my feet are tucked away in my boots and I can cut the nails on my own, but good lord, the nails on my hands were getting scary. Well, it wasn't just the nails, it was the cuticles as well. I can cut my own nails and I don't wear polish because it just chips off whenever I'm on the computer, but I never can deal with my cuticles well. Hell, I think my cuticles were growing cuticles on them. Yeah, it was that bad.

So, I found out that the salon where I get my hair done does nails and I made myself a mani appointment for today. I didn't get any polish on them, I just had them buffed to look nice. I love how they turned out and I will definitely be going back there again. Besides, I want my nails to look nice and professional in case I score a job interview anytime soon.

My cold has gotten much better. In fact, I'm not sure I even have the cold anymore (hence why I went out today because I'm pretty sure I'm no longer infectious). However, there's still all the crap filling up my lungs. I can barely breathe. That, is not fun. The crap in my lungs came on before my pneumonia cleared up, so I'm not even sure that's gone yet either. Ugh. I'm going to wait and see how I feel on Monday and if I'm still having breathing problems and crap in my lungs, then I'll head in to see my regular doctor about it. I hate being sick.