I think Granny, Hermiony Vidalia Criony Fiddlestadt, needs her own page for her Grannyisms because she stops by my blog so often. She isn’t your normal Cozy Character. No, cozy is absolutely not what you would call Granny. Here is what she had to say today. I don’t know but I actually think this tip may make sense?
Just finished polishing my nails with Fuchsia nail polish. Here is my tip for the day. When I am out nosing around trying to figure out what is happening in Fuchsia, I always seem to get my hands dirty. You know the kind of dirt that gets under your nails. I figured it out. If I am in a hurry and I have on Fuchsia nail polish, no one knows that the underside of my fingernails are dirty.
Don’t be so shocked! I clean them later but in a pinch the nail polish hides dirty nails. So polish those nails Fuchsia and no one will know that you may have been digging up dirt, the real kind or the shady mysterious goings on in your city.
But here’s a thought. Doesn’t it make you wonder what is under all those nail polished waitresses hands that serve you that cup of coffee?
Have a bright creative Fuchsia day!
Granny (Remember I hook crooks and skewer scoundrels) You can read about me, but don’t pass judgment too quickly, I’m not as old as I seem.
What are we going to do with Granny but I must admit I will never look at a waitress nails the same again.