In my college dorm there was this woman who kept "borrowing" others' soap, shampoo, etc. in the bathrooms, instead of buying her own. She was finally caught when she was seen going out one night with glitter on her, and the next day my soap was covered with... stuff that looks just like what's on Mac's finger.
Eeeewww!!! She put vampire essence all over my soap!
The icon that went with this post made me giggle, btw. Don't know how I've managed to miss that one so far.
The icon is a fairly new addition, from a LOLMac of 2009 vintage. Geez, I guess I've been doing this for a while!
I remember attending one event, in my wild crazy hippie days, at which a horde of small girls dumped glitter (by the handful) on everyone's heads. I was brushing glitter out of my hair for a week. I thought it was great fun, actually; not as remunerative as having gold and jewels fall out when I combed my hair, but not as awkward as that would be, either.
We have three girls, widely separated in age. All three of them have ended up with the glitter bought for art projects in their hair. Forget washing it out. The only cure is brushing and time.
How does it end up there, you ask? Is it their brother, in a moment of pique or sibling torment? No! They do it to themselves!
Which would be fine, but it means that when they want it back for their art projects, it isn't there.
Sometimes it means they get nailed for using my hairbrush, a BIG no-no, since I do not want the lice that all their little friends want to share with them. So clearly here glitter teaches valuable hygeine and manners.
Still, it's not glitter in the hair I mind. Glitter that is dumped by the fistful into mailed invitations and announcements, for which there is no warning until it is too late, is the work of the devil.
I've banned glitter from my house. And nail polish.
My 3 girls are not responsible enough for these items. Last time there was nail polish in the house they painted their nails on the carpet. Even when I kept it put up (high) they still found a way to get into it. When we were renting our apt. in PA they got a hold of it and painted the walls in the living room (I think I was doing dishes which took 2 hours without a dishwasher and 6 people in the family).
For the longest time markers were also banned because they kept coloring on the furniture with them (and they weren't all washable and even washable markers don't always come out). Sigh.
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archersangel (from livejournal.com)2011-08-18 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
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Eeeewww!!! She put vampire essence all over my soap!
The icon that went with this post made me giggle, btw. Don't know how I've managed to miss that one so far.
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I remember attending one event, in my wild crazy hippie days, at which a horde of small girls dumped glitter (by the handful) on everyone's heads. I was brushing glitter out of my hair for a week. I thought it was great fun, actually; not as remunerative as having gold and jewels fall out when I combed my hair, but not as awkward as that would be, either.
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How does it end up there, you ask? Is it their brother, in a moment of pique or sibling torment? No! They do it to themselves!
Which would be fine, but it means that when they want it back for their art projects, it isn't there.
Sometimes it means they get nailed for using my hairbrush, a BIG no-no, since I do not want the lice that all their little friends want to share with them. So clearly here glitter teaches valuable hygeine and manners.
Still, it's not glitter in the hair I mind. Glitter that is dumped by the fistful into mailed invitations and announcements, for which there is no warning until it is too late, is the work of the devil.
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And nail polish.
My 3 girls are not responsible enough for these items. Last time there was nail polish in the house they painted their nails on the carpet. Even when I kept it put up (high) they still found a way to get into it. When we were renting our apt. in PA they got a hold of it and painted the walls in the living room (I think I was doing dishes which took 2 hours without a dishwasher and 6 people in the family).
For the longest time markers were also banned because they kept coloring on the furniture with them (and they weren't all washable and even washable markers don't always come out). Sigh.
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