SteveH
Where's my Mai Tai?
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This is so funny. My mom always tells the story of how when I was around 1.5/2 years old, she finally left my dad alone with me and went out. I was thier first baby and my parents were realitively young. Aparently, my dad was watching TV and I wandered off. When my dad realized he went through each room calling my name and he couldn't find me. He started to panic, ran outside, checked our creek and then called 911. The police and fire department came just as my mom pulled up. After a frantic search, I was found. I had climbed up to the second shelf of the changing table and fell asleep behind all the cloth diapers. I can't imagine the fight that ensued after that. Ha. My mom used to joke that it was why she didn't ever leave us kids with him until we were old enough to call her after that. lol.
You’re Right! Looks just like ALF!
I use bag balm on my hands. If it’s good enough for udders it’s good enough for me.Oh yeah, my Grandfather would use the mercurochrome or "methialade" as I think it was sometimes called. And, oh yeah, it stung! Now, there is one old-timey remedy that I still swear by - a product called Balsam of Myrhh. It is actually a horse linament, but it's good on cuts and burns, etc. That stuff works! It does smell pretty strongly though.
OK, than I have no objection to a mass murderer walking into a school and tossing pencils at everyone. Why do we hate children so much?