Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Manicures with my Man.

So Alex visited this weekend. We skied, ate a birthday cake, saw "No Country For Old Men," and then we did something we've never done before. It went something like this:

Alex: Man, my cuticles are really bad.

Me: Oh, yeah, sorry I don't have anything for that.

Alex: Do you want to get manicures?

Me: Do you?

Alex: Sure.

Me: Uh... alright.

Alex: Do you know any places?

Me: No... I've never had a manicure before.

Alex: REALLY? I got one in Iraq.

So, he was fighting in a war, but he made sure his nail beds were clean and tidy while loading his AK-47.

God Bless America.

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