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Pampering to Perfection

Lauren Ungar

“Tova, you’re always running to her. Bubby can be alone for an hour. You need to get out more and do things for yourself.”

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

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“TThe warm bubbles felt so relaxing as I slipped my feet into the water. A much needed mani-pedi. I hadn’t done this in years. I closed my eyes for a serene, solitary minute. 

“Hey, that tickles!” I muffled a giggle. 

The manicurist had started massaging my foot. I looked over at Rena in the next chair flipping through a magazine. She was already having her toes painted a bright, tropical coral. Going to the nail salon was a routine occurrence for her. 

“Remember when we used to go with Bubby to the beauty parlor when we were kids?” 

“Yeah. So?” 

“Going with Bubby was the first time I ever got my nails done. I remember I wanted a French manicure and the lady laughed because I used to bite my nails and they weren’t long enough. I was so disappointed. That’s why I stopped biting my nails.” 

Rena closed the magazine in her lap and gazed at my hands. “You still like to keep them short. I like this pale pink color for you.” She carelessly handed the manicurist the bottle of nail polish and began to turn the pages of the magazine again. 

I watched as the manicurist bent over my right foot, then my left, painting each toenail with precision. Then we put paper flip-flops on our feet and waddled over to another area to have our fingernails manicured. As I soaked my hands in a soapy bowl of water, my cell phone rang. I didn’t need to answer it. I knew who was calling.

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“I’m coming right home, Bubby. I’ll be there in 15 minutes.” 

“Can’t you come sooner?” 

“No, it will take me 15 minutes to drive to you from where I am.” 

“Okay. Don’t hurry if you’re busy. And don’t speed in the car. But if you can come sooner…” 

“Okay, Bubby, I will.” I hung up the phone. 

Rena sighed. It was a combination of aggravation and disappointment. “Tova, you’re always running to her. Bubby can be alone for an hour. You need to get out more and do things for yourself. You’re young. Go shopping. You’re even starting to dress like a bubby! Stay and finish getting your nails done.”

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