Killing Time

Or waiting for paint to dry.

 

Nail polish

but you get the idea.

 

The shellac manicure has spoiled me.

Suddenly, the time involved in "doing"

my nails at home

has become intolerable.

Keeping my nails presentable consumes

 at least two nights a week -

nights that could be used for so many

other pursuits.

 

I use the nudest of nude polish

and keep my nails fairly short

so it's not a matter

of maintaining fire-red talons.

It's simply that they have to look "done."

 

Thinking it would minimize my OCD

concerning chipped polish, and thus allow me to coast

with just one session during a week,

I tried just a clear coat for

 shine and protection.  

It didn't work.

It's been three days

and I just couldn't take it!

I've just applied a quick coat

of color so I can go to work.

 

Obviously wet nails don't interfere

with typing

so the time would provide a good excuse

to post on a regular basis.

There is never enough time for reading

so wet nails would be the

perfect cover story

to curl up and read the night away.

 

Yes, it is a trivial complaint, at best,

and there is always a

suitable resolution

for such matters.

 

 

Faux Fuchsia says it best:

"Chipped nail polish still revolts me." 

 

 

 

Conundrum

With apologies to MM Lerner and Loewe I'd like to rephrase Professor Higgins' lament: 

Why can't a woman's shaver be more like a man's!?

 I will gladly give the industry credit for getting the handles right but it's not cutsie names and girly colors that will secure my consumer loyalty.  I simply want a shaver that will reliably produce a close shave.  Maybe even a week's worth - like Tim's do. One of his week-old units can out perform some of mine right out of the package!  In the grand scheme of things this is obviously a small matter, but with summer grooming in full swing and with little else to occupy my thoughts it has taken on unreasonable proportions...