Last night Megan, Rebecca, Rachel and I headed out to Happy Feet for our seriously questionable massages. Happy Feet is not an entirely unfamiliar experience – as we have all been before – however, I must admit that you NEVER REALLY KNOW what you’re going to get!!! We had a REALLY good time – but it was an adventure to say the least. Megan gave us gift certificates at our Hot Tub Club Christmas Party so we walked in prepared – certificates in hand.

let me just point out a few things on this certificate:
1. The location has changed – thus the arrow drawn on AND the new address taped over the old one {classy to say the least}.
2. In God they Trust…fish and all.
3. I have ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA what ONE FREE Foot means – I came with two and left with two – I did NOT leave with three.
4. I have been to Happy Feet probably 4 or 5 times now and I have YET to figure out what the aromatherapy part is – is that the little Styrofoam cup of tea they try to serve you???
We were seated immediately upon our arrival.

The “massages” are given in recliners. Mine had a little doggie neck pillow – just a little something extra for me to enjoy, you know! Ha! Anyway, I had a really nice girl, Rachel had the guy who was breathing really heavily (so much so that I had to ask her a question to make sure she was awake and not snoring over there) and had “dirty” hands (I’m not totally sure what that means – she didn’t really clarify if his hands smelled or if they were slimy, etc. she just made it very clear that after dinner a shower was DEFINITELY in order), Megan had to become a contortionist to appease her guy, and Rebecca had a girl but apparently she was super aggressive and rough and had bony fingers that were like little knives cutting her flesh! Doesn’t it just sound like the most pleasant experience???

Hahahaha! It really is though. (look at those face - that is BLISS!) I mean honestly, you pay $20 (before tip – but that is another story – we’ll get there…) and get a head massage (including the earlobes! Awkward!) a LONG foot massage, and then a 10 minute table massage!


(I need to interject just a little something about the above picture right here--we refer to these "beds" as TORTURE chambers. They heat up to 120 degrees and have this terrible ball-like device that moves up and down your back - it feels AMAZING for about 5 minutes - but if you stay on for 40 you will NEVER GET ON AGAIN!!!!) I am sure the people are NOT licensed and they are probably making this stuff up – but if someone wants to rub my feet for $20 COUNT ME IN!
After our massages were over, we handed over our gift certificates {THANKS GAN!} and a tip. UNFORTUNATELY Rachel didn’t have any cash {seriously WHO carries cash these days!} so she had to deal with tipping on her ATM card and THEN things got all kinds of complicated. They told Rachel that tip was $5 minimum – she agreed – we all thought that was that. WELL what we didn’t realize is that they were talking to ALL of us…they didn’t think our tips were adequate to cover their services and were asking for additional cash. I think they needed someone to explain to them the difference between TIP which is a voluntary donation for excellent services and PRICE which is the amount CHARGED for said service. They were CONFUSED! Luckily for us, they didn’t speak enough English to get TOO crazy with us and we just started walking to the car quickly. As we walked away Megan said quietly to the three of us, “You know we’ll be back!” My response was something along the lines of… “yeah, they’ll never remember us – 4 girls with gift certificates and a camera!” OH HAPPY FEET HOW WE LOVE YOU!!! As we drove out of the parking lot we saw about 8 cop cars trying to help someone get his/her car towed. That is when we realized the truth of our current reality. We were in Mexico. In China. In California! What a night!

And YES your hair ALWAYS looks this BEAUTIFUL {haagard} when you're finished. and YES we went to the restaurant looking JUST LIKE THIS. THAT is confidence!