I have tried to convince myself of this since I was a child. Now, as an adult living with four sticky children, "a wanna be full-time farmer" husband, and a sometimes sticky dog, I still don't believe it.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Having One of Those Days? Me Too
More than a thousand ice sculptures representing human silhouettes by Brazilian artist Nele Azevedo slowly melt away, Florence, Italy.
As a child I would sit on my hands, palm side up, to try to get the sticky off them. This was especially important to do after eating an orange. Then in the next breath I would pour Elmer's glue all over my palm, spread it thinly, and wait for it to dry. Once it was dry I would carefully peel it off and then bury it in the flower pot outside. I've learned to use soap and warm water, my oldest son has a fascination with glue, I still can't find pants that "fit", I would like to burn all socks and bras (except of course those that I wear to run), and if I didn't run everyday I would need to be medicated, heavily, with either Prozac or chocolate. Then I really would have a difficult time finding pants that fit.