Kinda embarrassing...

So Tuesday I was on campus and I was hungry so I got out my granola bar to eat...innocent right?? no! Sometimes I like to break my food into pieces rather than take bites out of the whole thing. Maybe that weird but I do it with granola bars, cookies, sandwiches that are in plastic sandwich bags...

Anyway, I went to break off a piece of granola bar and it was a little harder than I thought it would be (I remember this brand being particularly sensitive to cold and freezing easily) so I gave it a little more effort. Well, a piece broke off...but it also caught under the nail of my right hand's pointer finger and broke my nail! Yes, I broke my nail on a granola bar! What the?! Who knew that was something I would ever need to admit.

When I got home I tried to cut it down but the break is actually a little too far down my nail to do much about, so I have been wearing a band-aid for the last three days so that the nail doesn't snag on my clothes. It sucks. I hate wearing band-aids that high on my fingers. I didn't realize how much I use my pointer finger too. I mean, have you ever tried to use the mouse pad on a lap top with out the ability to use your pointer finger?? The mouse pad does not pick up the touch of a band-aid...so annoying. I tried putting nail polish on it this morning, hoping it would kinda seal the nail broken nail down to the rest of the nail but it didn't work very well.

So here's to a band-aid on my finger til my nail grows out and I can cut off the broken part. Last night I was at a High School college open house for USU and I kept pointing at this flier I was handing out and I felt really self conscious about about my band-aid. It was kinda funny. Anyway, that's my story. Peace and blessin's!