Last summer our favorite pedicurist, Leyna, came up with a new watermelon nail design. It was similar to a French-tip style: red with black tear-shaped spots and green stripey tips. My daughter and I told Leyna we would get that design the next time we came in for pedicures.
Two weeks later we hit the nail shop for our watermelon toes. Leyna informed us that my best friend [at the time] had been there the day before, and had the new design on HER toes! Not wanting to put us in the awkward position of being seen in public with matching toes (which apparently is only a faux pas if you’re not related), she painted tiny watermelons on our big toes instead. They were okay, but we were disappointed. Wouldn’t you know, my friend got her toes repainted the next day: her toenails were too small to see the design. I should have known then that we were destined for separation.
Eventually, we got our cute watermelon toes. This year I wanted strawberry toes. I figured they’d be the same as the watermelons but with white seeds and no stripes. Leyna didn’t think it would work, so she hit the Internet and found this design. These are my daughter’s toes before they were quite finished, in ever-so-stylish disposable flip-flops.
I took this picture in 2010. My former mother-in-law managed an imaging center: xrays, mammograms, etc. She bought her staff picture frames for Christmas, and thought it would be nice if they each had a good picture of themselves to put in it. Seriously, don’t we all want that? She asked if I’d take the pictures.
I take great pics of my own kids if I do say so myself. I’m not bad with other people, but I know my kids and I know how to get the best out of them. These were grown-up strangers who didn’t even like my FMIL! She was the evil new manager who came in with changes and “improvements.” The nerve!
I wish I could share one of the portraits. The lighting was perfect. The touch-ups turned out well. I turned them black-and-white but kept their scrubs in color. I was rather proud of the results.
While waiting between shots for people to either stop working or stop whining (and one full-out tantrum), I took pictures of the center. I used these still shots to play with different features on Paintshop. This goldenrod image is one of the results.
Here a few more non-yellow ones:
The xray machine behind the door.
A mammography unit.
A memo I found lying in my FMIL’s office. This line caught my eye.
This might be my favorite. It was a really ugly sign!
The xray viewing room. They said originally this image of Homer Simpson was spot-on accurate, but with years of copying and recopying it’s lost its detail.
Have a happy Monday!
Since I have a minute, I get to participate in my first Mellow Yellow Monday (MYM). Yay! The idea is that we post a picture with something yellow in it, link to MYM, leave our link at MYM, and share a little Monday sunshine.
I took this picture in December 2010 at my grandmother’s house in Ojai, CA. No one really knows what it is. The general belief is that it’s a stunted orange tree. Based on the leaves and thorns, however, it looks more like a kumquat tree to me. I wasn’t brave enough to taste the fruit because I hate kumquats! Blecch! And as oranges they’re just insufficient. Any thoughts? Do you know what this citrous aberration is?
Thank you for the idea, Gerry!