I’d Rather Be Reading Than Having My Nails Done…

Last week, we were on vacation.

My husband on a whim decided to paint my nails.

I agreed–ignorantly.

I didn’t know how long it would take to have your nails painted.  Well, I had finally had a chance to begin reading a book for myself (a rare occurrence) called City of Ashes by Cassandra Clare and I was itching to get back to it.  The problem:  I couldn’t move for almost half an hour.  I would have drummed my fingers if possible…

I’m definitely not a girly-girl and while I don’t mind having my nails painted, it’s something that I don’t particularly care for and would rather be doing something else.

Nails Done!
Nails Done!

My husband did an awesome job (note the cross on the thumb nail!) and now I am all painted.  I returned to my book in due course and my husband discovered a hidden talent.

All’s well in the world again…


5 thoughts on “I’d Rather Be Reading Than Having My Nails Done…

  1. I am in total agreement with you. BUT as I was reading this I was thinking of the time your husband took to serve you, much like the washing of feet.


  2. I agree also, but enjoy the time with your husband. I have a wonderful one also, but he would never think of doing that for me!! 🙂


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