Fingernails

I probably have the ugliest hands I have ever seen. They are large, like a mans and I am forever getting men’s ski gloves in the winter. No pink fuzzy gloves for me! No, I get commando colored ones with GI Joe cuffs. But, at least they fit.
Until recently I chewed my nails. The only time I actually had nails was when I either had artificial ones put on that were so hard I would have broken a tooth had I attempted to chew them, or used the press on ones, that had the habit of flying off into someones dinner meal at expensive restaurants.
During the recent cruise, I actually relaxed enough that I stopped biting my nails for the 8 days we were gone. By the time we returned the nails had a good head start.
I bought extra large kitchen gloves. I got nail strengthening polish! I was careful and rubbed creme into them each night. And now a month later here they are:

I keep telling myself that I know that the day will come when one will break or chip, and then another. But for today, they are looking good, and they are all natural and all mine!