CREDOS:Good to have a friend — I
CREDOS:Good to have a friend — I
Published: 03:36 am May 13, 2009
Mm, good coffee,” said my next door neighbor, Virginia, pushing aside the folded laundry on my couch. “What kind? And what’d you do to your finger?” “You noticed,” I said gingerly holding my cup between my thumb and third finger. “Chocolate Raspberry and I bit my nail and cuticle back too far.” “You’re a nail biter?” she asked. “Yeah,” I admitted. “It’s my life-long, childhood habit.” “When do you do it?” she asked, leaning over the coffee table and eyeballing me. I straightened a little. “When do I do what? Make flavored coffee? Only when you come over. Bill doesn’t like it. He says it is women’s coffee.” “Your nails, silly,” she said, laughing. “When do you bite your nails?” I shrugged. “How do I know? All the time, I guess. If I don’t bite them, I pick them off. It really only hurts when I get them too short or get an infection.” Virginia gasped. “You got an infection from biting your nails?” “Uh-huh,” I said, “It happens when my wounded little fingers go swimming in dishwater.” I tried to be nonchalant, but Virginia wouldn’t turn loose. “I’ll help you quit,” she volunteered. “It’s a lost cause,” I countered. “I’ve tried to quit all my life. When I was a little girl my aunt offered me five dollars to quit, but I couldn’t.” “Well, for the next two weeks I’m going to come over every morning and give you a manicure,” she announced. “Together we’re going to kick your habit!” “Every morning?” I said in disbelief. “What do you think you’re going to manicure, the ends of my fingers?” “You’ll see,” she said. “I’ll stay just long enough to do your nails.” — beliefnet.com