Last night, HHBG and I went out to dinner for my 31st birthday. I had gotten my nails done for this, and for some reason I decided to get a plain old french manicure. It's nice, but BORING. I never realised how much joy having pretty-yet-kind-of-crazy nails gives me.
I am going to get a color change next week, I think. Maybe yellow with purple pulled-stripes.