Nail Pamming

Has anyone else tried this and found it works? If you have not a clue about what I mean – I’m talking about making your nails dry quicker by do rating them with Pam cooking oil spray.

Today, I’m trying it out. Lemme know if you’ve tried it. Thumbs up or down?

craft-addict or color addict

I’m adding to this old post that it’s a color addiction because I really haven’t done many crafts lately. Well I made my kids piñata for his birthday – that counts sort of. Can anyone tell what that box design comes from? Obscure, I know. 

Kinda looks like Hub is in the scene of “Say Anything” movie.  
But I was going with his gamer theme and when my son asked “Are you trying to look like the girl from Scott Pilgrim?” I knew I was ‘on (fleek) theme.” 

Can’t really tell in my photo, but I have achieved my new rose goldish look.  Love it except that it’s temporary. El job people seem to like it but may be kinda radical. I don’t know maybe not. I’ve lived so long worried about these blah professional standards and not that my millenial cohorts have brought in a new style, I’m riding the rainbow of colors. #coloredhairdontcare 

 
Past post from I-can’t-remember-when but more blabbings about color. 

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Probably should have named my blog “craft-addict.” I didn’t know I had this problem. It’s pretty serious cause I cringed this morning at the cost of getting a manicure, but I’m working next week and I want to look properly polished. I HAD to mess with my over-due paint job on these two vases I had repainted with a stone texture, but I left the rims undone.  Soooo glad this paint job didn’t mess up my manicure, but I did mess up my sweat pants (eh, who cares).

I will say if you need something to be addicted to let it be crafting. I also became really addicted to crocheting, as obvious, but I realized how so… I love looking at colors! If we could own rainbows, I guess I’d have one. Instead I have this insatiable need to buy things of various color – be it shoes, clothes, nail color, pens, paper, paint, worst of all… yarn. I have organized my closet like a thrift store, by color wheel. Worst of all,  I freaked out for me and my daughter on the sight of this place I saw on my morning commute – the Sugar Land Yarn Co.

Wait a minute, whuh? Really. They are going to be like everyone else in burb-town or the indian food store when I drop in – What is that stranger doing in our saloon?

My bro asked me today – what’s your favorite color? That’s worse than my favorite food, or my favorite child. I can’t choose. I used to crave orange, then avocado (which I still love to eat), and now I’m really into the retro colors of what Grandma’s house used to be painted- I always really miss her around this time. Come to think of it – I grew up in a huge garden of red carnations, white gardenias, and other kaleidoscopic mixtures on petals and home-grown vegetables.

But you have to choose sometimes, le couleur du jour. I took about an hour deciding on my toe nail color this morning. Finally, the nail tech said “I pick one for you,” meaning “hurry the f-up.”

Well, I’m going back to the ‘trose’ this weekend where we can’t steer clear of the rainbows. Can’t wait.