I had fairly recently bought some more nail polish from Prism Polish. I didn’t really need more, but then, this is a wanty sort of thing rather than a needy sort of thing. I was scooping up a few things before they left the shop, and this one was in the Leaving Soon section. I’m sorely tempted to pick up another bottle before it leaves, because it is *gorgeous*, but I also know that thermals go off after awhile, even with careful treatment. And as infrequently as I paint my nails right now, having two bottles of the same thing would probably be less than ideal, but still. Tempting.
Now, my nails were nailed ’cause I needed to pretty up; we had a funeral to attend. I don’t know how it’s going in the rest of the world, but our local crematorium allowed 20 guests to a 30 minute service (this is going down to a 20 minute service shortly). It was as good as one could expect a funeral to be, and definitely a million times better than the last one I attended (my grandfather’s funeral in 2006, which was also my first funeral). UK funerals don’t do open casket really, so that’s one ghastly factor mitigated. And with the limits, it meant less COVID, less… everything. I still hope that I don’t have to/need to attend another one for a very long time.
But eh, that’s done! My trouser restock arrived this morning, and we’re having some Chinese tonight because hey, post-funeral food, innit. It is in my head at least, and I don’t know why. Might have to ask Dr. DuckDuckGo if that’s some sort of American funeral thing that I absorbed from pop culture, or just my brain stringing random things together.
Anyways.
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