Holiday red

Last night, I painted my nails for the first time since our new roommate Maxwell arrived.  This is a big milestone, you see, as I used to paint my nails every week.  In middle school, I painted them EVERY NIGHT to match tomorrow's outfit.  I remember one night I planned to paint my nails an obnoxious orange, then use a toothpick to paint multi-colored flowers on each nail....but as I was trying to get the bottle open in the kitchen, I dropped it and it shattered all over the wood floor, leaving a hideous stain.  After I realized the stain was permanent, I remember running up to my room and dropping to my knees in terror, feeling like I had just committed murder.  I went to bed with a knot in my stomach the size of Alaska.  I wish I was being dramatic about my emotions, but this is real.  I don't know why.

Anyway, back to last night.  Earlier in the night when searching for a moisturizer, I had come across a "holiday red" nail polish that my grandma had given me, and knowing that I would be decorating a Christmas tree this weekend (yes!!!) I just knew I had to polish 'em up.  After Max was a'snoozin, all cute and snuggly in his fleecy jams, I took all the necessary steps to have a successful paint job.  Brushed my teeth...lotioned my feet...took my hair out of my hair tie...pulled sheets back so I could slip into bed...blew my nose (very important)...peed...then finally, all that was left to do was paint my nails and slip into bed.

When I first saw the color on my nails, I thought to myself...I look like Cruella DeVille!!!!  What am I doing? I can't wear this!  Mike is going to hate this!!!

See what happens when you take a 8 month hiatus from one of your most treasured hobbies?

After slopping on a top coat, I tried my best to crawl into bed and fall asleep with my hands folded neatly above the covers.  I woke up numerous times during the night to feel my nails for "bubbles".  Friends, I am pleased to announce I woke up this morning with no bubbles.

And now, I get to sip on my coffee and type at my desk while flashing my holiday red nails.  And the very best part is that this afternoon, Mike and I will decorate our Christmas tree with my holiday red nails.

In other news, I am a freak.  Let me explain.  Two nights ago I had a dream involving 2 on-air personalities from our media partner station.  I casually interact with these 2 gals every once in a while, but by no means does that qualify me to dream about them.  In the dream, we were in an old house and one was telling me about the tank tops she likes best and the other was trying to wear a swimsuit to deliver the news.  Anywayyyyy, then I woke up.  Went to work, and attended a workshop at said media partner station.  And just what 2 on-air personalities stopped by this workshop to give a quick presentation?  The same 2 I had just dreamt about.  I mean...what am I, a psychic??

Well, off to work - my last day of work before a week of vacation!  Woo woo!  I am most looking forward to getting Max out of his crib every morning.  Eeeeeee I am so happy!

The only way to get Charlee to sit still is to "swaddle" her.  Love these two kiddos!!

Holiday red and lime green.  My fave!

Max's impromptu nap on the bathroom floor. Zzzzzzz...