...in more ways than one today.
To start with, I did something I haven't done in at least a year: painted my nails, both fingers and toes. I wear sandals here almost year-round on my days off and when I'm not at work, and in Arizona, I got very self-conscious about my feet. They're horrid. Big callouses on my big toes and the sides of my heels. When I was a kid, and was barefoot all the time, I couldn't WAIT to get callouses. I thought of them as shoes that God gives you. Now, I have them, and probably because someone close to me pointed them out to me at one point or another, I hate them and want them gone. So, after shower today, I got out the pumice stone and ground away on the dead areas for a while. Then, satisfied that they were done for the moment, I got out my big baggie of nail polish and found one I liked. I'm planning on getting rid of most of them, since, well, I haven't used them in at least a year, but I'm going to keep a few. Like the color I used today. It's Avon Nailwear, color Dreamy, and I have the matching lipstick (and wear it pretty much anytime I wear lipstick). It's kind of a darker rose pink, and the polish has little gold flecks in it, too. I didn't do the whole regime I used to do, back when I polished my nails more often (base coat, two thin color coats, top coat), just a single thin coat, but it made a ton of difference, IMO.
We were supposed to meet John in Chapel Hill for lunch, but when we called before leaving, he let us know he was dealing with some family issues that were bothering him, and he wouldn't be able to make it. We still went into Chapel Hill, so Matt could get his Jeep legal for another year. Didn't go to eat there, but went to the Streets of Southpoint mall in Durham. Walked around, Matt got a smoothie, but we decided not to eat there, either (lunch princes were ridiculous at most of those places). So, into Raleigh, and decided to try Chipotle, since sapphirerose924
has been raving about it for a year or three. It was very good, and VERY filling. Something in mine had a hell of a kick to it, though. Not that that's a bad thing, but halfway through my burrito bol (that's how it's spelled, not a typo!) I couldn't feel my tongue anymore.
Chipotle is over by Big Lots, so we wandered a bit, picked up a knife set with a big wooden cutting board for $10 (even if we don't like the knives, the board's worth the $10), and I picked up a watch. It had all the numbers and a calendar, but the band was sort of crappy. We figured we'd pop over to WalMart (same plaza) and get a new band. Well, on the way there, I discovered the watch battery was dead. Wasn't worth it if I had to get a new battery AND a new band. Back to Big Lots, returned the watch. Then it was on home.
And here's the second way I've been "tickled pink" today: the outside of my right arm, and part of my right leg, are sunburned from riding around in the Jeep with no doors all day. :) Good thing we've got a bottle of aloe. And I think this beats into my head that when we move, we're keeping sunblock in both cars. Just in case.