my parents spent about five days in California last month, hopping from winery to winery and from spa to spa (they were traveling with my aunt and uncle from Long Island- these were typical vaca events for them, but not for my parents). in preparation, my mother MADE my father go get a mani and a pedi. this in itself is hilarious, if you've ever seen my father's (claw-like) feet.
my souvenir? a tub full of volcanic ash. californian volanic ash, nonetheless. i tried it out last week. it was so amusing, with big chunks falling off my face (onto my tshirt, hardwood stairs, bedroom floor, bathroom rug, dog). i was too impatient to let it dry completely.
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