― As I was taking photos of my bare naked nails today,my husband was smiling and snickering at me :-) He caught me staring at them! ∙ This led to a discussion of my childhood,and how I viewed my nails then. ∙ I reminded him,that never in my life have I ever had nice nails. I told him about my childhood,how everytime there was a bit of length on my nail,I would tear it off.I was also a scab picker,by the way,and that's another story. ∙ My husband has three sisters.I had no [...].