And This Little Piggy Went.............AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!

     I've been working so hard at the wrinkles appearing on my face, I have neglected to realize that aging also appears elsewhere on the body.  The strongest hit areas seem to be the head and feet, which brings me to the frightful appearance of my mother's big toe strategically placed on my right foot. 

I happened to look down the other day in the shower and aahhhhhh, could it be, that toe looks very familiar, it looks like the one I remembered seeing on my mother's foot, the one I swore as a teenager would never end up on my
 foot, as the nail was gi-normous and frightful.

Through your teenage years, you are sure that visually things appear quite different and what was ugly then, changes in time, but the truth be told sometimes ugly just remains and we use our age to disquise our feelings
when those ugly genes end up on our bodies.

As youngsters, we glance at our parents and then take long looks at ourselves in the mirror, being sure that the genes we don't want to inherit from them are not found anywhere on us, but unfortunately sometimes they show up later on in life, like now!

Fear sets in, even your other toes feel it, when will those family genes take over the entire foot!  Or worse yet, what other parts of your body will take on the looks of your parents.  Let's face it, we can always hide our feet in shoes, but some exposed features can't be hidden, unless we wear a burqa, and that is just out of the question.

We not only have entered an age of heart disease, diabetes, high blood pressure, arthritis, and cancer, we have entered the age of the aging family gene pool, which I call the geek genes.  OMG!

We love our parents, but even now, we hoped that when that little sperm met you the egg, only the good genes passed and the genes that you secretly knew where not becoming got lost in your mother's uterus somewhere, anywhere, but not in you.

As you glance at your aging Prince Charming or Princess, you start to see some of the characteristic genes of your in-laws, playing peek-a-boo with your eyes.  Oh, no, there's that beer belly of your father-in-law or the double chin of your mother-in-law or the bunions of both of them combined.  It gets embarassing when you tell a white lie to your partner, suggesting he or she wear a scarf.  You explain "that scarf matches beautifully with what you are wearing", when actually, you want to cover up the 2nd chin which has instantaneously appeared.

It's all about money sometimes.  Oh, to be high maintenance, and find the doctor who not only replaces hip and knees, but toes, as well.

Imagine the money a good doctor could make removing certain aging geek gene body parts and replacing them with parts that at least resemble the looks we had in our earlier years.

You can only do the next best thing, at least for your feet, and that is get a pedicure and pay the manicurist whatever it costs to redesign the nail, so your mother's toe is removed and returned to its rightful owner and you are left with the little piggy who once again went to market.

I am heading out the door now to take advantage of my Prince Charming's wallet.  It's Valentine's Day and I so deserve that pedicure.  Follow my lead.    Happy Valentine's Day!       And "HB!"