Not Really About Nail Polish

January 12, 2012 By Erin 1 Comment

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I have this thing about nail polish, I never wear because I don’t really have any nails to speak of. I always think I want long nails until I actually grow them then they just annoy me and cause me to type even worse than normal. I always felt like unless it was a clear nail polish it would look stupid on short nails. Well I ended up buying that Nail Salon for myself and my girls, you know the nail stamper. Any way, it really only shows up with color on top of color, so, I painted my nails a pretty dark rose color. Color me shocked, those nails did something for me, I like them. They make me feel girl. It made me feel like more than just mom, it gave me a little attitude. Weird huh?

I discovered something like this after my husband died. Suddenly months after he died I started to see myself as a woman, not just wife and mother. I bought pretty underwear, I discovered I have breasts! I never really paid much attention and nobody else seemed to either, all of a sudden there they were! Strange post yes I know, it was just something that struck me yesterday.

Oh and the nail salon thing, we’re trying to master it, helpful hint pull off the plastic covers on the design wheels-makes a big difference.

Not Really About Nail Polish

The Downside of Some Blogs

photo credit: PetitPlat – Stephanie Kilgast (in dolly mood)

I follow a huge amount of blogs, HUGE. The way I’ve found most of these blogs is through social media, either someone tweeted about it, someone posted on Facebook or they wrote a blog post. I follow some really great bloggers but there is a dark side. A lot of blogs speak to your insecurities, they question your fears and bring them out. Then they tell you they can fix you. The worst ones are the ones that say they have the absolute end all cure to anything that ails you, BUT, you must pay for it.

Heads up, a blogger isn’t going to fix it. A blogger who charges you money to fix you is actually fixing themselves up, with easy money. This is the internet folks, this is not real life. If you need help, go out and get it, leave your home, search it out, talk to a person..a real person, a friend, clergy, family but don’t turn to the almighty blogger who can cure you, in this case you won’t get what you paid for.