I've finally managed to stop biting my nails. This is big news for me, I've only had nails twice in my life- once in High School and when I got married! Inevitably I have found myself forgetting and biting them- or one breaks and I get frustrated, or I get stressed and I gnaw them off.
So far, none of that has happened this time. Dare I start to hope that the habit is truly gone?
I let my friend's daughter paint my nails last night. She was thrilled. Meanwhile, I had forgotten a very important rule- or pair of rules- for nail polish. 1.) Bright teal is probably not the best choice to go on your nails. 2.) Make sure your manicurist is over 10 years old.
So today I am sporting remnants of having my fingers painted. It made her happy and it wasn't hard to remove most of the color. How she got the paint under my nails, I will never know.