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“I Finally Get It”

On Sunday, Rooster and I were returning home from eating out with friends after church.

We stopped at Burger King’s drive-thru window and picked up a couple of hamburgers for the Mr., who had not gone to church because he wasn’t feeling well.

When I pulled up to the window, the employee, a younger girl, told me that she liked my nails…

I’d gotten them done on Thursday.  In fact, that’s my biweekly splurge.

You’ve seen many pictures of my nails over the last few years.

Here’s what I had done for the Olympics…

I’d also noticed that the young lady’s nails were done nicely…a French manicure, to be exact.

As we pulled away, Rooster said, “Now, I finally get it.”

“Huh?” I asked.

He continued, “I always wondered what’s the point in getting your nails done…wasting all of that money.  Guys don’t notice that stuff.  Girls do, though, just like that girl at Burger King did.”

The funny thing is that he’s seen this happen quite a few times.

Pretty much anywhere I go, I get compliments on my nails, and I will compliment other women on theirs.

My students at school are constantly asking me to show them my nails when I get them filled and re-polished.

There’s a young lady who works at the Publix I frequent, and she always asks to see my nails when I walk in.  Of course, I always admire hers as well.

In Rooster’s words, “It’s a girl thing.”

I had to chuckle.

He’d had an “Aha” moment.

I finished our discussion by telling him how much I enjoy having my nails done nicely…how finished off they look…how pretty I feel because my hands look good.

That might sound vain, but it’s my life.  Don’t judge.


Regardless, it was an interesting conversation…one I enjoyed a lot.

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