So, I have mentioned before that my wife shared with her mom about my CDing, yesterday we went to her house to celebrate Easter, something we do when holidays fall in days we work. The day before my wife and my daughter did my nails, my children have not been told about Michelle despite my son seeing me as Michelle once and my daughter finding pictures of Michelle on her IPod (damn iCloud) anyway my nails and toes done we arrived at my in- laws where I decided regrettably to remove my nail polish after weird looks from crazy uncle (one in every family) but my toes are still done and after this post I'm planning to pick a more toned down color and keep it for a while. The point of the story is; it was liberating, I was out and about with painted fingernails and did not freak out, did not care what people (except for crazy uncle) said, I think I can keep them painted with no problems. Baby steps right?