jammin' out

My friend, Kate, introduced me to Jamberry. I had a hard time jumping on the bandwagon, as I've never been that concerned about my nails. Perhaps I should be, but I'm not. I wanted to like them because everyone's jamicures (yeah, that's the lingo) looked so adorable. But given how much money I don't spend on my nails now, I didn't think it made sense to embark on a new potentially expensive and time consuming habit. I have enough of those already. Trust me. Then my friend, Jenn, had a second Jamberry party right around the time I was trying to get Little Miss J to stop biting her fingernails (nasty habit). I told her I she could get her nails done if she didn't bite them for three weeks. I even let her pick out her own wraps. While I really wanted her to stop biting her nails, I was also really dreading having to put these things on - it is a multi-step process. I lack patience. You do the math. This is where Auntie Rachael comes in ... thank goodness! Rach had also gotten Little Miss J some Jamberry wraps for Christmas. She told me that she'd help put them on and voila, I'm off the hook. We haven't seen Rachael for several weeks so it was the perfect excuse to hang out. I brought both the kids, she made me a latte (yummy), we got to chat about what's been going on in our lives, and Little Miss J got her first Jamicure.

Thanks for the help, Rachael!