Nothing really exciting has been going on around here.
An arborist (tree service) was in the neighborhood dealing with dead or diseased trees, and one of those trees was in our yard. Arrangements had been made for service, though I had been out and about when they arrived, as was my wife. So I parked the car and went to talk to the crew chief (wearing my everyday sartorial style – stirrup pants, pantyhose, turtleneck tunic, purse, etc.) and was addressed as “Ma’am.”
When the job was finished he came to the door to say “we’re finished removing the dead tree, Ma’am – I hope the job meets with your husband’s approval.” My comment was “Thanks, I’m sure it will.” Obviously he didn’t clock me…
And a couple days later, I was taking care of some business in the bank branch in a nearby town. The teller, whom I hadn’t dealt with previously, apparently noticed my nails (which were still shiny but beginning to need a fill.) “Oh my gosh, Miss, your nails are beautiful…they put mine to shame!” And she held out a hand to show her unpolished nails. My comment: “Well, in this busy season who has time to have her nails done? These look like they’ll need filled soon…”
And she said: “I’m going to have to wait till mid January to get mine done…too busy now. But if you visit here then, you’ll find I'm wearing a pretty French, with flowers on my ring fingers. How about you? What color will you get?” “ I’m partial to neutral colors, hon. Like these (and I held out my hand.) But you never know…it might be fun to let the nail tech pick my color…she’s hinted that I might end up with bright red acrylic nails. But lets finish up here; no need to hold the line while we "girl talk!” “Can do, I'm all done with your transaction. Promise me that if she gives you pretty red nails, you’ll come back and show me?” “No problem, dear. I promise I will!” Perhaps all because my wife’s name is also on the account with which I was dealing? Or was it because I was “feminine enough” (and not afraid to engage in girl talk)? Whichever it is, it's fine with me.
Little did I know that with my recent pedicure, to freshen up my nails and repair the big toe nail that partially came off a while back, I’d face that very situation. I didn’t know I’d be leaving with all 10 toes done in a color the girls chose, to better hide the problems with that one nail (which the lighter color allowed to show through.) So, they decided I'd be wearing the following color (at least until they change their mind...LOL!):
It’s still neutral, but certainly darker. Not chocolate brown by any means; sort of a coffee-and-cream shade. Yes, it’s noticeable - if one looks down at my feet, but it’s pretty with sandals… which I wore home, to avoid smudging the wet polish. After hearing the explanation about the problems with my nail, it passed muster with my wife.
I hope that's still the case come summer, when I’m barefoot or in sandals most of the time.