Thanks to Diana, I have Star of the Party nails. You might not think this out of the ordinary, except that Diana brought dozens of bottles and colours, and I had no way of knowing the names of any of them. And given that this was our Psychic Sunday party, well -- what are the odds?
So...whenever I am griping about the many things I can find to gripe about in a day, I will look down at my Star of the Party nail polish and remind myself that wonderful things, and people, happen every day.
