I’ve been ever so carefully growing out my nails all summer, in anticipation of that ever-so-important wedding ring picture.  Trimming when necessary.  Filing.  Buffing.  Clear-coating.  Moisturizing & exfoliating the cuticles.  For about a month now I’ve achieved uniform length, good shape & no hangnails.

And then today…

I rammed my finger into my desk.  And broke off a nail.  Almost all the way down to the skin.  And it’s on my left hand.


Oh well.  That ring picture is cheesy anyway.  {sigh}  When did I get so girly?