Finding time to paint my finger and toe nails is difficult.
I must paint them and have enough time for them to dry before duty calls to do something else.
Lord knows, I don't have enough time to just sit...and wait...until my nails...dry.
Oftentimes, I have smudges for just that reason!
However, my niece has all the time in the world.
And she can get away with red and blue nails,
as was the case on the 4th of July when we attended
a parade in Ossipee. She is fashion-minded, my niece is, and not afraid to start her own trends.
The only time I can paint my nails is right before bed. I whip the covers over me, taking...great...care...to...gingerly...grasp...the...covers...and...not...smudge my shiny, wet nails! Ah...relax and let the polish dry before I turn over and rest in sweet slumber.
There is a trick to everything in my world!
Welcome Reader:
Whether you've just now tuned in to my life, or have been keeping up with my inner thoughts for quite some time now,
I welcome you.
Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.
As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.
By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...
...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.
Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.
I welcome you.
Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.
As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.
By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...
...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.
Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.
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