5.26.2008

So Egg-Citing!

So ... having not much to report on this Memorial Day*, I offer forth the following ... life changing ... beauty tip.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the Ped Egg.

I received this tip from a strange woman (It's just that I didn't know her ... she actually seemed quite normal to me) in the salon while I was getting chastised by the woman giving me a pedicure, (who was strange ... as in odd) because of my dry feet. Yes, yes, they have been a problem to me my entire adult life, but particularly since moving to AZ. Let's just say I have put a small fortune into "foot creams" that only really help if I spend my life with my feet slathered in such creams ... while wearing socks. Makes the whole flip-flop/sandal issue in the summer a tad hard. But, I digress.

So the pedicur-er was really railing on me, when this woman walks by and recognizes my dual agony: I am being humiliated in public and I have very dry feet. She sweetly and casually mentions that the aforementioned Ped Egg was a life saver for both her and her mother. Her mother ... who was with her ... appeared to possibly have even dryer feet than mine, so I went to my local Walgreens and layed myself a Ped Egg for a mere $9.99.

The secret apparently lies in the many ... very sharp ... very fine ... ridges on this cheese-grating like object. The grater snaps into one half of the egg to very conveniently collect the ... DNA ... that is shaved off of your foot and resembles talcum powder. My heels were immediately smooth with nary a drop of blood in sight.

Thank you strange woman at the nail salon. Thank you.

Oh ... and as for *Memorial Day. Both my father and PDaddy's father served in World War II and I pay tribute to them both. As for Holiday fun? We ate lunch "al fresco" and saw Iron Man this afternoon. Loved, loved the movie. Ditto for my Greek style pizza.

How was your Memorial Day? And seriously ... how dry are your feet?

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9 comments:

Mrs. Dub said...

As you may be aware, I share your genetic tendency for dry feet. I've actually never used the word "dry" to describe them, but "nasty," "disgusting," and "freaky weird" have been used. I'm going out and buying that egg tomorrow!

stephanie said...

i've always wondered if that egg worked. now i know. and i will purchase one immediately. az is not a good state for feet.

Nanette Merrill and daughters said...

Good idea! I don't know anyone that doesn't have dry feet. Really. Its a fact of life. I'm going to get one of these right away. Thanks for passing that along.

Glamma Fabulous aka Kelley Smith said...

I bought myself a Ped Egg 2 months ago and thought about writing a post about how wonderful they are! Yeah to smooth heals!!!!

hilari said...

I saw this in Walgreens on Saturday and almost bought it. I was a little scared of those many sharp edges but I will take your word for it and buy one tomorrow! Watch out Walgreens, there is going to be a run on Ped Eggs!

brookegfunk said...

I like Mrs dub refer to my feet as 'As nasty as a homeless man with no shoes walkin around barefoot at the swap meet' so super nast! You always seem to be impeccably groomed and in an effort to not be chastised again at the nail salon(I feel yer pain -I always get called out for my cracked and dry feet by the nail lady) I too will bust a move and get exfoliatin'

P Daddy said...

What a deal, smoother feet on my lady and no more callus shreds on my pizza from the microplane wandering into the bathroom.

Actually, Microplane makes foot care files and planes, too, but the Ped Egg isn't theirs. Now, I'll probably think of that everytime I'm shredding cheese or carrots or ginger.

Iron Man was good, as were my hamburger and shoestring fries at Grilled Expedition.

steph said...

i will let you know that i bought this on your recommendation... i give it a C+... it seems like a lot of work. and my feet still seem super dry and callous-y, but maybe my hopes were just too high...


my feet are not that dry, though.

steph said...

oh, and i don't blame you for my C+ rating... i blame my laziness. hard work just isn't "my thing," i guess.