Get Your Nails Did.

 

 

After a few weeks of travel, a manicure was much needed. I went to my normal hole in the wall spot where the prices are low, the service is incredible and my girl repeats everything about three times for me to thoroughly understand.  Walking in I noticed a cute old lady in a wheel chair. She was getting her nails done (or did, your choice). We sat across from each other and I was enamored by her cuteness. She was wearing floral everything and she looked like an overzealous Mary Kay consultant had got the best of her, but her smile and sweet spirit melted me to pieces.

 

After about an hour of me getting the works, Little Miss Cutie's main squeeze walked in. He looked like the grandpa version of the kids in the movie Newsies. Grandpa was patient and kind and seemed so entranced by his pink lipstick adorned sweetie pie.

 

I got in my car and watched as he carefully and sweetly wheel chaired his beautiful bride out of the shop.  She was showing him her nail color and he was nodding in approval. I'm being totally transparent, my heart prayed for a love like that.

 

Here recently I've been home (well kind of). I've had my mom "home" as well and she's spoiled me rotten. I wake up to hot tea by my bedside, laundry folded, delicious home cooked meals, decorating assistance, and dog sitting. She makes me feel like a celeb. The story that's gotten my mom back to Virginia is long and filled with much loss so I won't elaborate BUT I will have a quick sesh.

 

My mom has spent the last four years taking care of her sister. The kind of taking care of a sibling that my mind can't comprehend and my stomach probably wouldn't be able to stand.  Sorry Daniel but helping you bathe and use the john when your old may not be cut out for me and my easy stomach. My mom took care of her sister because she has enormous love and compassion.  

 

We all love in different ways. We show our love in different ways. Some people suck at showing their love, some people could use a little love boot camp, and some people have the love of Mother Teresa.

 

All I know is that very few people would be like Sheesh love me less or buy me less flowers or spend less time with me on the phone or man he just does a great job of listening, it's annoying or it sucks that she's so dependable or damn those random acts of kindness out of the blue are awful.

 

We all know that the world (particularly our family, friends and coworkers) would love more love from us. The (obvious) thing is that the more love we give, the more we receive.

 

 

 

 

 

Song of the Day:

Fink - Looking Too Closely

 

 

MILDLY OBSESSED:

My friend Kate Gnida introduced me to my newest obsession. It's Younique's 3D Fiber Lashes.

Since I've always been a fan of fake lashes but suck at applying them, this is honestly the best way to go. Forget the glue, lashes hanging on for dear life or uneven applications. Also, these bad boys just wash off. Here are a few pictures of Kate's friends....

I'll post some selfies soon to show you it's the real deal.