Day 2516: "Happy Father's Day."

Graffiti Face: Montana markers on newspaper

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Yesterday's blog mentioned that WW had treated me to a pedicure.
 I got some feedback! 

For the record, my nail polish is always as close as I can get to 
skin color, soft natural pink? I do my own manicure.
Both nails and toes the same.

Good friend Carole, said "Pedicure?? What color?  Bright pink or red. Better yet; that turquoise or green color that I see everywhere.  What color, Jacki?  Ha.Ha."

My friend Ann, said she could "understand that for fingernails, but the feet should be bright, with flowers and glitter!"

I said "Egads, no!"

Aunt Vonda always kept her nails perfectly filed and neat. 
No polish. Later when she had to be in a very nice care 
facility, the well meaning girls painted her nails red. 
She didn't seem to mind or maybe notice, 
but I knew they really didn't know Aunt Vonda. 
Erin will tease me sometimes saying 
that someday she'll paint my nails red. 
If so, I hope I'll be like Aunt Vonda and not mind.

If you are lucky enough to have your Dad, 

I wish you and him "Happy Father's Day."

I hope you will both celebrate. 

Fathers are very important, and too often under-rated? 

They are kinda like a pet ... we willingly accept 

any bad traits along with the good, as pets do for us.

Happy Fathers Day, Dad, up there!

A smile for Sunday ...