Before I get to the nail stuff today, I must say the last week or so has been crazy stressful for me. Mr. K and I were on vacation in Idaho (yep, more skiing, with me trying to do some work in the evenings since there's a huge crunch at the office and if I were a better employee I would have cancelled my trip). A few days in, I got a call that my mom was back in the hospital with an unclear diagnosis but possibly another stroke and definitely issues with her heart, lung, and kidneys. I didn't have a return plane ticket because this trip was the one when we were going to drive our truck back home after having it out there all winter. I looked at fares for a flight into Chicago, but they were so very expensive (if I were a better daughter would I have just sucked it up and paid?) that we decided to just start our drive earlier than planned. On our way back, my phone died and nothing I knew how to do helped. I used Mr. K's phone to call Verizon stores along our route (not that there are many in South Dakota). The guys at Batteries Plus in Sioux Falls did have a battery that would fit, but that didn't help. I went to the Verizon store nearby and the woman there was pretty much anti-helpful—she started trouble shooting it, but once she looked up my record and saw it was a business phone, her attitude changed and she seemed to think I had driven to South Dakota specifically to scam Verizon out of a replacement phone. She refused to talk to the Account Manager for our company contract and was completely unsympathetic to the fact that I was concerned about missing updates from relatives on my mom's condition. I thought about trying again at a different Verizon store farther down the road (maybe in Minnesota they'd be nicer?) but decided I'd rather not waste any more time that I could be spending driving to get to Mom. When we did get to the hospital, the second or third thing out of my mom's mouth was "did you get my message?" Augh. The damage to her brain means she can't always come up with my name, but she remembered my cell number. I was relieved to find her in amazingly good spirits despite her weakness and pain. She was stable enough that I felt okay coming home to Michigan for a few days; I'll be heading back to Illinois later this week. Mom will likely move to a rehab facility at some point and after that, we'll see.
Anyway, on to the nails. Just a quickie today, from a brand I'd never heard of before: Tami. I got it from a sweet lady on MakeupAlley. She had one of the old Sally Hansens that I love and offered it to me; when it arrived, it was not alone, but part of a wonderful fun package that included Tami Onyx, a very pigmented black creme. One coat would probably have been fine but I did two because I couldn't quite believe one would be enough.
The back of the bottle shows that the brand was based in Marion, Indiana. I say "was" because I understand they're out of business now, which is too bad since that means this might be the only bottle I ever get from them.
I'm likely to be even more inconsistent about posting over the next few weeks than I was already going to be but at some point things will settle down. I did get a new phone today, so that's a good thing. It's bigger than the old one, so maybe I'll start reading and commenting on blogs on the go since I won't have to squint so much at them, which might help me not get so far behind all the time.