Tammi's World

Paintin' and Primpin'

I painted my nails yesterday. For only the second time since I've lived up here.

It feels nice. My hands are starting to look like MY hands again.

Sounds kinda silly doesn't it? But one of the constants of being Tammi has always been I have nice hands. Oh, they got scars - cooking, moving, being me. But still - I've always liked my hands.

And I've always taken care of them. Oh, I don't like manicures and such. I like doing all that myself. It's soothing. It's mindless.

But despite how much I enjoy it, and how good it makes me feel I stopped doing that. For almost a year.

The other day I was folding laundry and just got a glimpse of my hands. They didn't look right. They didn't look like my hands. I realized then how I've let things slip. Gotten out of habits that I've always taken such joy in.

So I decided yesterday morning to just indulge myself. A little clippin', a little filin', some buffin' and Voila! Tammi Hands.

And the funny thing is it's been a bit of a kickstart. I actually "did" my hair yesterday. Oh, it's still a chunky punky cut, but it's better straight. I can live with it. Next thing you know I was pamperin' my skin. A little scrubbin' and little tonin'. A hint of moisturizer. Yeah, that's MUCH better.

And then - horror of horrors - I actually caught myself laughing out loud. Alone. In the house. Over something I was remembering. THAT hasn't happened in a while.

I guess it all just proves the old adage is true. It's amazing what a little paint can do to fix up the joint.

Posted by Tammi at March 23, 2006 09:00 AM