I do not paint my nails, and only take a notion to every five years or so. But yesterday I passed a bottle of yellow nail polish in the drugstore, and since I have been feeling down all week, I snapped it up. I would paint my nails yellow. It would be like having a little sunbeam on each finger tip! How cheerful, I would be a hip grandma! I painted them last night and was very pleased with the results. I started feeling more upbeat. Today when Phil saw them, he was a little less than horrified. He wanted to know why I would paint my nails yellow. I told him that I needed some cheering up and it was easier than dyeing my hair. Then I made the mistake of asking him how he liked it. Here is what he said: "It looks a bit reptilian...you look like a lizard." A lizard??!! He went on to explain. It seems that lizards may have yellow eyes...not quite sure..it just reminds him of lizards. So now when I look at my fingers, I will not be seeing little sunbeams at all. Just call me Godzilla. What makes you feel better when you have the blues, and has it ever backfired? In a lovely coincidence, my blogging friend Ruth has also just done a post on nail polish, and it is much sweeter than mine. You can check it out HERE.
"Which of you, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him! So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets." Matthew 7:9,12