We spent a lot of the weekend coughing at each other. Jeremy was the sickest – on Saturday, we all spent the day indoors and watched TV all day.
We did go to Sunday night dinner – Vince did my nails. I tried to convince him that I should paint his nails, but he would have none of it. I even suggested a manly color and still he demurred. Can you believe it? But he eagerly painted my nails, each a different color.
How many bottles of nail polish can one teenage girl own? A lot!
