I chose a very fiery red to match my feelings at the time. No not for Valentine's Day or for 'love', but because I was feeling a bit fiery myself. It wasn't until this morning that I thought about how painting my nails may actually be of serious benefit! My students walked in, and one of them said "Oh, Mrs. B has red nails today. We better be good!
Having red nails isn't just useful in signaling silence from 11 year olds, it also gave me a new attitude. I feel sarcastic, confident, like a force to be reckoned with. I like the painted-side of me, and it makes me wonder if different colors would give me different moods. Hmm. I may have to take the 30 minutes to do this more often, even if it does only last until the paint begins to chip.