Current nail polish conditions. Christopher left behind a bottle of teal nail polish that I used as the base coat, and added some teal glitter polish over the top that I’ve had for an insane number of years. It smells bad, and takes forever to dry, but time has thickened the glitter nicely. Another polish of mine that’s aged well? Hard Candy. Remember those suckers? You can only buy them at Walmart now, which I refuse to do, and it’s a cryin’ shame. I always loved how the polish came with a matching plastic ring.
Good news: my doctor called yesterday and the slew of blood tests I just had done–full panel, vitamin D, thyroid and progesterone–all came back excellent. I think she may have thrown in the word “fabulous”. Hurrah! Now that I’ve had multiple baby-related tests that have all come back with good results, I want to send the Boy back in for another semen analysis. It’s his turn. It takes two to tango!
Recently I purchased a discounted Urban Decay palette from Jenn, who sent it to me in a delightful “care package”, including a quilting kit, fabric scraps, photos from our time together last summer, and two gorgeous pillowcases that she made herself! She also included handmade pillowcases for Corinne, too. What a sweetie!
Given Bear Cub’s crusty infection lately, we decided she was due for a shave and a bath. The Boy had the brilliant idea to put the cone on her while she was being shaved–she’s very sedate with the cone on, and it worked to calm her down for the shaving, which she hates. This process takes a while–Bear Cub has a LOT of fur.
MAAAAW look! A shorn cub! Part of me feels bad, this being winter and all, but really now her fur is as short as Maggie’s. Despite the disgusting weather and my Raynaud’s I’ve still been taking them to the park every day, and Bear Cub’s furcut doesn’t seem to be affecting her happiness at the park.
Can you buh-lieve it’s already mid-January?! I have a job interview tomorrow morning for a second job–let’s keep our fingers (and monkey toes) crossed that I get it. We are poor right now–which is common in January, but also not helped by an oil bill (500+ dollars), vet bill (100+ dollars), and a slew of other things. Why, I wanted to go thrifting the other day bad and “pop some tags” but we’re too poor to thrift! The shame.