And so it begins
Last year when we set off for SF my children were away at summer camp. This year we went the day camp route, so my kids are
all up in my grill helping me get ready to leave for a week. As I was explaining some of the ins and outs of Blogher, it occurred to me that I hadn't had a pedicure in quite awhile, and given the copious amounts of BlogHer shoe porn, a trip to the local nail place was in order.
As I headed out the door, I
made a tactical error told each son they could pick a nail polish color. Older son picked the shade for my hands while younger son got the toes under control. My logic was "I can handle any color on my feet. Fewer people will see them. Hands are far more visible. How bad could it be?"
Would you be Shrekked or is it snot worth worrying about?