Nail Polish!!!!!!!

    Those who know me well, know I love wild colors. And they will most likely tell you that I have a love for nail polish as well. Over the years I had gotten enough nail polish to have a pretty massive collection. Sadly I lost the entire collection in one small incident that resulted in my kitchen floor becoming "Art Deco". And me spending 3 days in ICU with various injuries. I am positive that you are now thinking "How the hell did her nail polish collection end with her in the ICU?" Umm, take it from this Madhatter, never, ever keep your collection of polish in a basket. On top of your refrigerator. Never, ever attempt to grab said basket from said refrigerator after retiling your kitchen floor and then mopping it with Pledge Mop n Shine crap (like the Swiffer mop). Bad idea. Very bad idea. 

  I had spent a weekend redoing the kitchen floor in a house I was renting to own at the time.  I was so stinking proud of myself for redoing it with NO help. And I had never laid linoleum or tile before. I mopped the finished  floor with my Pledge Mop and cloths.  I decides that I needed a pamper me session. Being the idiot that I can be at times, I pushed a chair up to the fridge. Grabbed that big basket of polish. Stop snickering. Okay, stop laughing. I know that you know where this is headed. But I bet there will be a few surprises for you. So I grabbed the basket. Right about the time I grabbed the basket, the chair went flying out from under me. I swear it seemed like slow motion. So s-l-o-w. I hit the floor and landed on my back. Basket of polish went flying. Bottles of color, went flying.  I broke every single rib on my left side. Broke my elbow. Dislocated and broke a portion of my shoulder. Sprained and dislocated my left wrist. When my ribs broke, one lacerated my spleen. Another rib punctured my left lung. And a third rib, punctured the lining around my heart. I drove myself to the hospital by the way. The nurses and doctors in the ER started calling me "The Art Deco lady". The initial assessment missed the punctured lung, lacerated spleen and the punctured lining of my heart. In actuality they only caught 4 broken ribs at that time. They fixed me up with what they had diagnosed. Gave me pain medication and sent me home.  That night was rough. So very rough. I couldn't get enough relief to actually sleep. It felt like I could hardly breathe. By morning I was struggling to breathe all together. I was having to take shallow, short,  quick  breaths. Which just made me lightheaded and nauseous.  I was still married to the ex at the time, so I called him at work and he knew immediately that something was wrong. By the time he got there, I was passed out. The ER then discovered the punctured lung, the spleen, the tear in the lining of my heart and the rest of the broken ribs.  My abdomen was filled with blood from the lacerated spleen. I was so happy when they hooked up that IV and pumped heavy pain meds in. They moved me to ICU, which is where I stayed for 3 days. After I was finally able to go home, it took me 12 weeks to recover.  All from a small 1-2 foot fall off a chair. 

  Anyways, back to the wild colors and nail polish I love. I am slowly rebuilding my collection. In the meantime I have found some awesome swatch pictures from others who love nail polish as much as I do. Let me show you some of whats on my list of colors I want to get.

Oh and I LOVE glitters