By now, I don't remember what caused her to crack up, but it was something I said.
Course, I couldn't leave well enough alone and had to try out Sally Hansen top coat with specks of sparkle in it (sorry, too lazy to get up and go read the name!)
My girl and her snake, Slimy. I guess he was misbehaving that day, because he found himself in a grape tomato clam pack for the next 5 days. LOL. I'm the one who let him out. She had left him under the bed to rot. Just kidding. He's stuffed. (Ask her what kind of snake he is, and she'll 'rattle' off a bunch of technical snake names like, "Asp Viper", "Massassagua", "Puff Adder", "Reticulated Python", and "Rhinoceros Viper"!)