Day 4...or...The Gnashing

My fingernails remain intact except for the right hand pinky...it was just begging for a gnashing last night. So of course I complied. On another nail note... Last night, at the ball game, I heard someone whom I shall call, Long Tall Sally, rumbling in her gigantic purse and as I thought she was getting out candy or gum, held my hand out. She looked quizical and then pulled out a baggy full of, fingernails. Not as a snack mind you, but as "spares" for her Tony Press Ons. Yes, she had popped a nail, mid game. I did not know there were so many people who wore fake nails. Now I am beginning to notice these things. AND I realize that I am not the ONLY one with bloody stubs for nails.