Yesterday, while I was still sleeping Chris was up and about. He decided to get some errands done.
I don’t know which order he did these in, but it doesn’t matter, I wasn’t all that thrilled when I found out about them.
One of his errands was to go to our hair dresser to get his haircut. He didn’t need a haircut, and without me there to tell her not to do it she gave him a BEAN SHAVE. Ok it’s not that bad, but it’s short, short, short. I’m not enthused. Plus, we usually go together. Yeah we’re one of those couples that do most everything together.
So now, when I need to get my hair cut he won’t need a cut.
He put us out of sync!
Chris also went and got his nails done. Yes you heard me right. I said he got his nails done.
The nail thing began last April.
You see he’s a guitar player and he’s quite serious about his music. Many of the top guitar players either coat their nails to make them stronger or wear fake nails and use them when they are picking. They holding up better than real unaltered nails in most cases.
My husband actually envies my nails. They grow fast and they are rock hard. I have to be careful that I don’t accidentally tap someone with my nail or hit them as I’m walking by as it really hurts.
So … last April he finally decide to get fake nails, but only on his right hand. You can read about my reaction to his fake nails if you’d like.
I think he’s had his nails done at least four times now. I’m slowly getting used to it but I still think it looks weird. I also don’t really like it when he touches me with those nails. It just feels weird. Do guys feel that way when they are touched by a womans fake nails?
Chris is funny. Over the past year he’s been very fixated on his nails and has been trying to get them in better shape. He’s got a few little bottles of nail conditioners and clear nail polish too! Plus he’s always filing the nails to shape them (files them wrong in my opinion, maybe that’s why they feel so darn weird), or filing callus’ off his hands.
I don’t mind nice smooth hands but the nails stuff is making me crazy.
I guess I just have to face the fact that I married an odd guy. At least he keeps me amused.