So I went over to my friends house, who has three girls. They were quietly sitting around the family room, painting their nails. And I asked myself, "What amazing and wondrous world have I stumbled upon?" No one was yelling. No one had a stick. No one was reading Japanese comics to me. Then I thought, "
Waaait a miiiinute. I know how to paint my nails! I've done it before. I could do it again. When did I stop painting my nails???" And I left inspired.
I bought pretty purple nail polish and went home. I painted my toe nails. I painted Abbey's toe nails. We looked amazing. Then the boys and I watched The Wolf Man. (The one with Lon Chaney Jr. Not that mess with Benicio Del Toro and Anthony Hopkins)
And here's what I learned:
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| My Painted Toe Nails |
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| + Abbey's Painted Toe Nails |
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+ The Wolf Man Movie
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| = Realllllllly Weird Dreams!!!!!! |
By the way, it took John 4 days to notice that I'd painted the dog's nails. He'd say, "but I was gone for two of the days!" But I'd respond, "yeah but you were rolling around on the floor with her for the other two days!"
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