BBs Blog

Moonie and I went over to the mall in Odessa recently, and had a great girls day out. I walked out of the hair salon with a gorgeous new short and sassy cut, in a lovely shade of perfectly highlighted golden blonde. When we walked into Furr’s Cafeteria, I was feeling super groovy in that sassy new hairstyle. As we began eating all the food we had piled on our plates, Moonie laid the receipt in front of me and said, “Look at that.” I laughed and replied, “I’m paying, and don’t care what this is costing.”

Moonie shook her head and told me to look closely at the receipt. That’s when I saw that she and I had been given the Senior Plate menu price. What really sucked, was the discount only amounted to a lousy 50 cents. Although it didn’t put me off the food I had piled on my plate, it did sort of deflate my groovy upbeat mood concerning my stylish new look. We are both so pleased how good the Dead Sea face care products have our complexions looking, we had kept makeup to a bare minimum. As we sat eating our food, and staring at the receipt, Moonie sighed and said, “So much for all those Dead Sea products. And I guess we should have used more makeup.” I swallowed the bite of carrot souffle I had just taken, then replied, “I’m not giving up the Dead Sea products. We do look great for our age! But, from now on, I’m wearing more makeup. And I don’t care how good the food is, we are enjoying what is probably our last meal at this place.”

One morning, after carefully putting on more makeup, I went into Monahans for my first salon pedicure. And wow did I feel all perfectly pampered by the time I got out of there. Though when I first sat down in that fancy pedicure chair, and the back of it moved, I came out of that chair like it had turned into one of those really scary aliens. The guy that was going to do my feet looked somewhere between impressed as hell at my agility, and resigned to the fact he was about to do the feet of a totally insane blonde. I gathered my dignity up, then gingerly sat back down in the chair. As I placed my feet in the foot bath, I was careful not to put my back against the chair. At that point Moonie turned to me and said, “Lean back and enjoy the massage that chair will give you.” That’s when the light bulb went off for me, and I realized why the back of the chair was moving in strange ways.

Once I realized the fancy pedicure chair was trying to give me a massage, and not do me bodily harm, I kicked back and had a great time letting it massage my back, while the pedicure guy worked on my feet. As I leaned back and closed my eyes, I said to Moonie, “I’m in a chair that is giving me a great massage, and there is a man sitting at my feet. Life, is good right now.” By the time I got out of the fancy massaging pedicure chair, I had super soft feet, and pretty pink toenails with a groovy flower painted on each big toenail. While my pretty pink toenails were drying, I got a French manicure for my fingernails. What I didn’t get when I paid the bill, was any kind of Senior Discount.