My boyfriend Ashley had a bad habit for the past 29 years—he was a nail biter, a pen cap chewer, a grind his teeth on anything guy. Recently, he has been working on kicking his oral fixation. He's been painting his finger nails with this horrible polish, that he keeps insisting I taste with a lick—no thanks!—I use a nail clipper and don't need a foul flavor in my mouth!
He was so proud of himself after a week of not biting and photographed the tiny bit of whites that grew in... barely noticeable. He used a clipper for the first time in his life the other day. crazy!
On the nail note, I thought I would share a little steam punk art piece I made back in high school when I use to take things apart. Its an old LCD screen from a broken calculator encrusted with finishing nails. It hangs over my desk at work— a reminder of being experimental.
My hubby collects and uses antique typewriters. He has some in various stages of repair and we are always talking of doing 'joint art' pieces, rather steampunk I think.
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