I’m a low maintenance gal. I always marveled at all the potions and bottles of beauty products that My Kid used when he was in high school. I used to tease him that he was a metro-sexual. That is, until he didn’t know what a cuticle was…even I know that one.
Over the years, I’ve had many loving suggestions from family, friends, and the occasional stranger suggesting that I get a professional manicure and fake nails. But, I would rather spend the time and money on the garden or cooking something great. Plus, I simply can’t keep nail polish on my nails. And where do you think it ends up as it chips off? In the food I was preparing and the garden. So, I file my nails every week and scrub my nails with a special brush to keep them clean.
Because, I don’t need a perfect manicure to feel good. But a good meal in a beautiful garden, that rocks my world.