It's one of my favorite "Alabama" songs. And it also happens to be the term I give to anything that makes this Southern girl happy (as of this post anyway--I just came up with it). Corny, I know. But hey, I can only work with the dorky genes God gave me, right?
Anywho, back to my point...
I love being a girl! The clothes, the jewelry, the ability to get away with crying for no apparent reason...I could go on and on. Sometimes when I'm feeling especially excited to be a girl, I'll say it out loud and then my hubby just shakes his head and laughs at me. He's just jealous.
Yesterday, I got to go ramblin' around with a friend of mine whom we shall call "K." She's going to be in a wedding this weekend and needed someone to go get their nails done with her. Who am I to deny a friend in need? So naturally, I tagged along.
We caught up on each other's lives since we haven't seen one another in awhile. We nosed around a cute little paperie in a fancy shopping strip. We got pampered at the nail salon. And then we had lunch in a tea room! Tomato soup with cream and chicken salad croissant sandwich, no less. This girly girl was in heaven!
I just love my nails! I got a French manicure. Why is it that pretty nails make you feel so good? And it always looks so much better than when I do it myself. I'll probably never get a full set of tips again because the manicure looks just like them. And they put that super-thick top coat on that makes it last forever! Love that! Oh, and when it comes off, it doesn't take your whole fingernail with it! Ouch!
Just wanted to share some of my happy with y'all today. Local girls--isn't this weather beautiful? Maybe fall is really here! Yay!