Would somebody do my nails?

I had a meeting with the boys today. Which means, of course, that the boys would not know me as Tiina. They have known me for 40 years as a male so I would not break their understanding of me.

One of them actually did know but he appreciated my confession as much as I appreciated him as a person to be trusted. Being the youngest of us old gentlemen, he was not the one you would expect to keep his mouth but we did once have an evening of honesty and that young man (in his early 40'ies) appeared to be worth my trust. My judgement was proven correct today.

So how do my nails come in to all of this? Why, I had them painted black just two days ago. And I just had to take the color off to meet up with those guys. And now I am obviosly planning to have another coat. Any suggestions for the color? Anybody to help me with the actual work of it?

Entries, as usual, by post card to president George W Bush of the Conferedate States of America. If you do not want to bother the honorable southern gentleman with colors you could just as well drop in a comment in this blog.