When something went wrong. Latest prompt for Ravin' ink group..

emmajoygreen, England, U.K

  'On the day, hairdresser friend came to work her wonders but left me to do my nails. 

I knew how even though rarely: garden design and fancy nails are hampered by thick gloves or the split-splat of ripped surgical gloves with little to do with theatrics when moving defunct slabs or crumbling walls!  

I sat a while, inhaling as if life was fading fast, but clock hands moving like hysterical twins.  Reached for the bottle of the palest coral pink varnish , twisted off the black

lid, drew out the brush and promptly dropped it onto my stockinged right foot then watched it drop down onto my off-white carpet. I jumped up quickly, right foot

stepping onto a splodge of what seemed to be a very sick raspberry. 

Yelled a word,  unladylike but what the.. fuchsia. What to do next?  Varnish remover, white vinegar - or both? Non-drinking friend due to collect me in ten minutes

Okay, think calmly.. phone friend whose party I was joining in the next county. Noisy noise rampant. Slammed down phone. Dog rushed up stairs, rushed into the room.. and.. trod on the splodge! 

Imagine the scene! OK.. perhaps not.  Said aloud, nay shouted loudly..er something

like 'Temper, temper, self'. Phone rang, went to pick up, trod in blodge.. and 

I missed a good party apparently  but at the time, didn't care. Opened a bottle of Amarone and sipped some.. a lot.. to calm my nerves.

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

Thing to do there. Depending on how red the colour is. Draw a line around it in white. The shape of a body. Doesn't help the stain but does create a nice talking point for visitors.
I really enjoyed this and seeing such beauty as what you have can be beautifully human as well.

[Marie]

A wonderful story which took my breath away as I imagined your beautiful carpet, Emma! That's just like something which would happen to me! You narrate the story superbly and when the dog came in and trod in the splodge, I couldn't believe my eyes as I read, but the scene vividly unfolded before my eyes and I did say out loud "Oh, dear!" After all you went through, you definitely deserved the bottle of Amarone, Emma. Hope it helped you to relax and enjoy the remainder of the party. Wondrous story, wonderfully told! Thank you for sharing, Emma...

[emmajoygreen]

Hello and thank you so very much! I love to write stories and plan to write more next year!
That nail varnish tale was TRUE.. everything happened in slow motion! I didn't go to the party however, Marie, stayed home with a miserable dog and sipped two glasses of wine and listened to a wonderful singer, Cynthia, but can't recall the spelling of her name.. bad, bad me.

Is always a pleasure to share with you, dear friend.

[Marie]

Hello Emma and you are always MOST welcome, dear friend. I never doubted the tale was true, but I am sorry you didn't get to go to the party and that your beloved dog was miserable, bless you both. Always a great joy to read your sharings, Emma. Wishing you a very Happy Tuesday, a very lovely, blessed and peaceful day to enjoy too, dear friend...

[emmajoygreen]

What a dear friend you are, many, many thank yous. If I could would send you all you wish for yourself and those you love.

[Marie]

Most welcome always, that's what friends are for, dear friend Emma. Thank you for your so kind wishes. I am most grateful and return your so kind wishes to you one thousand fold. Brightest blessings your way! Have a very lovely evening, dear Emma and enjoy...

[Lorry]

Oh fudgesicles! I am such a clumsy burger at times, but I've never spilled a drop of anything fascia in my life!
I did once think my eyes were deceiving me when I spotted a bottle of pink nail varnish amongst Katie's purplearium of tones (35 at last count) but she saw the confused look on my face and said "calm your jets grandad, it's for work!" which I'm sure I knew once, what with her being my work partner.
She used it to paint damage signs to trees snd woodland paths, because it fit in her pocket easier than a can of spray paint, as well as sticking out more than the white or red spray paint...and she'd have hated herself if she ever cut down red riding hood! 😃
What did the waggly think of her pink claws? 😃

[emmajoygreen]

Madame barked, tried to lick it off, which was quite a battle.. but then her doppelganger (?) whispered a bark and said, she prefers bright red! I had to used a foot exfoliator on her - she didn't like that either. Your Katie is such a bright light on every horizon she encounters, clevah her!

[Lorry]

I hope it was a foam one and not a school battery operated one, which don't work nearly as well as the foot doctor ones!
Ps... I just know, okay! 😃

[emmajoygreen]

NOOOO!!! Was one of those liquid thingies from Poudland, cleverly adapted by moi! Had to wash it off after 10 or so minutes! Worked.. but she stared at me the entire evening, my darling actualy looked like border-witch from hell!

[Lorry]

She was probably thinking you'd finally lost it! 😃

[Samuel Dickens]

That's certainly the easiest way to solve the problem--just cover it up. I once snipped away all the fouled fibers, harvested new ones from under the couch and carefully glued them into the bald spot. Being sane and normal, you did the right thing.

[emmajoygreen]

Firstly, Sam, many thanks for thinking me sane and normal - first timer that's been said publicly for four decades! Covering up faults is easy.. be a touch devious as well as.. anything else that covers a flaw! Clevah YOU, that must have taken a while.. did anyone ever notice?! Laughing now, imagining you and glue on hands and knees! You must have ached like crazy!

[LisaCarol]

Darn that nail polish! Another very, vivid image you produced here, dear Emmajoy.

[emmajoygreen]

Well, LisaCarol..not really a lone drinker but a glass of wine can be a great tonic! :)