I have a love/hate relationship with my toes.

Love the fact that they allow me to walk upright in a balanced manner, hate that my toenails are ugly and grow to astronomical proportions in such a quick manner.

There I said it.  I hate my toenails.

A picture of my feet.  They aren’t bad looking feet.  Though for some reason they look like they have been in some kind of alley fight in this picture.  Have no clue where the bruises came from.

And it isn’t that my feet look like this:

With the whole Hobbit thing going on.  Thank goodness.  But there are times when I feel that my toes look like this.

and I am all “DAYUM!!!  Didn’t I just clip those things?”

There are places in the orient where you can go and put your feet into tanks where fish come up and eat the dead skin off.  Dr. Fish is what I think they are called.  Something like that.  I need that for my toes.  Walk in, drop the hooves into a tank, let the fishies do the work and walk back out.  I am thinking that that sounds pretty darn good right about now.