Friday Fave | Nail Polish


Today's post is the fluffiest of the fluff, but they all can't be a scathing commentary on the human existence. You: Have you written a scathing commentary on the human existence previously, Katie? Me: Well, no. But it could happen. If I were to write a scathing anything, it will be about the state of modern politics. But it's Friday. I try not to rant furiously on Friday. Let's put imaginary debates behind us and talk about nail polish.

I made one true New Years resolution this year and that was to paint my nails more often. I paint my toenails year round, a habit left over from my yoga instructor years, but rarely painted my fingernails due to all of the typing that I do, which shreds my nails. I will be honest about my change of heart, I am painting my nails more simply out of vanity. As I inch closer to forty, my hands look older. Veiny. Not good.

My top five favorite nail polish, links to all at the bottom of the post -- the gold is no longer available but I have found an almost identical shade:
As you can see, I am brand loyal to OPI and I like color. I don't try to match my color to my outfit, that's too labor intense. I mostly match according to my mood. I wear the above colors all year, with the midnight blue being my "edgy" color.

One more to share -- this is my honorable mention/winter fave:
I am wearing glitterland right now. I find it to be curiously demure for gold glitter:
I am wearing break a leg-warmer on my toes but felt a little weird about putting a foot photo on the internet. Stay away, weird foot fetish dudes!

Unexpected side benefit to painted nails: The Engineer really likes them. Who knew? Fifteen years together (next month!) and we are still learning things about each other.

Happy weekend! If you have a favorite color you recommend, please leave a comment here or via social media. I am always looking for new colors. And if you are over from Friday Favorites, welcome! The blog is decorated for Valentine's Day right now, it is all very shmoopy.

Edited to add: I struck out on finding Break a Leg-warmer, but it could possibly still be available in Sephora stores. It is the perfect grey if you come across it, snatch it up!

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Thoughts for Thursday

Smelling: Next time you are in an establishment that sells Yankee Candles, smell this --
Scent is very personal and like wine, I am pitiful at describing it but I am really loving this candle. If I had to describe it (and I am blogging about it so I guess that would be the case) I would say that it was inviting and clean.

Celebrating: Little and Grandaddy's birthdays!
Watching: Rocky Hound! While Little Kid was over at Rocky's boy W's birthday party (which was a dance party -- best theme ever), Rocky stayed with us. W. and Little Kid are only a week apart in age and they are pretty tight. Rocky and Fletcher are also pretty tight, spending the evening running in circles, wrestling in the backyard and taking flying leaps off our ottoman.
Loving: So this is not a surprise but I really love my new car. The slacker picture is for my mom who requested more photos, but it was cold today. So I just stuck my head out of the door and snapped this one. Here ya go, Mom!
Wearing: I have been a devotee of the wristlet since having kids. My sister gave me a Coach wristlet several years ago and I literally wore it out until the zipper busted last week. Most wristlets are designed for the smaller-styled phone, but if you have a larger phone like the iPhone 6 Plus or one of its contemporaries, it can be hard to find a wristlet that is large enough. That is why I am digging the Fulton, by Michael Kors. It's big, I admit. It could be considered a clutch, but I hung it off the elliptical at the gym and it was not unwieldy at all. I have a 6 Plus, so the photo gives you an idea of its size. I found mine on Amazon (thank you Grandaddy and Grammy for the gift card!) which has them in a variety of colors.
Those are my thoughts of the day. Nothing too deep but that might also be because I turned in a 3,700 word behemoth of an article yesterday and I think that my brain has liquified.

Happy Thursday!

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Show & Tell Tuesday | The Way To My Heart


I enjoy participating in the Momfessional blog hops because after seven years of blogging, sometimes the idea well runs dry. I need a little help and these blog prompts get my creativity flowing, especially on days that the newspaper has used up all of my brainpower.

Today's topic: What is the way to your heart?

Fits in rather nicely with my new Valentine blog theme. (Thanks, Designer Blogs!)

I have said before that we are both first-born kids and independent souls. So what happens when two self-sufficient, not overly romantic individuals meet? Well, M. and I got along like a house on fire. I think we both knew very early in our dating relationship that this was it for both of us. Because when you are an independent person who really does not mind being by yourself and you meet someone who you actually want to spend all of your time with -- you know that is special and not something that you find very often. 

Gift receiving is really not my love language but I absolutely love to travel, so anytime The Engineer proposes a trip -- with kids or sans -- I am pulling my suitcase out of the closet. Many of my best memories of are of us traveling together. Next month, we will celebrate 15 years together and after two years, three dogs, two states, three houses, several jobs, even more hairstyles, I don't know how many cars, thousands of days spent together and some apart as The Engineer's job takes him around the world -- I can truly say today that the way to my heart is through:


There is not much I enjoy doing more than laughing with The Engineer. Making him laugh might slightly edge it out though. And it is usually little things like funny text messages or emails, but they make my day happy. We have an eleven-year-old son and our main mode of communication with him is sarcastic humor. There is nothing more that I love than cracking wise with The Engineer and the kids.

And going places. Best yet, cracking jokes while traveling with this crazy bunch. That is the way to my heart.
Great Wolf Lodge, Cincinnati 

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