Yukon Chatter Bug

Trying to be romantic last night, I decided to light candles. My hunny and I were just getting snuggled up, listening to great music on CBC Radio. We’d even had a dance or two. So far so good. The lighting was too bright, so I decided to pull out the candles. Using a small lighter I found in the house (we’re house-sitting), I tipped one of the tiny jars to get to the wick. I could barely get two fingers in there to light it.

First try: no go.

Second try: no go.

But wait, something feels oddly warm and getting hotter. Yikes, my nail was on fire. Yes, you read it right, the tip of my nail had a bright flame glowing (and burning). I ran to the kitchen sink to cool it down and ended up having my very own Gothic French manicure. Black tips on blood-red nail polish.

On another note, I’m listening to the Vinyl Cafe hosted by Stuart McLean on CBC Radio, and they’re giving out awards to people who have gone beyond the call of duty to help/do something nice. In the first call, the woman had no clue who he was, which was okay. Not everybody listens to CBC. On the second call, however, the woman actually hung up on him, even though he said who was calling and from where. So, he calls again, only to have her hang up on him again. Sure keeps a person humble!