Tonight, I ever so carefully super-glued a toy airplane to myself. Which is shocking because I was giving the task my complete and undivided attention. Well, okay. Dinner was cooking, CeCe was wildly yanking dishes from the cupboard at my feet and Jeeper was standing next to me asking rapid-fire questions. And I didn't really plan to fix the toy tonight. It had been sitting on the kitchen counter for nearly a year and all of a sudden tonight I felt convinced that I had to fix it right now. And I DID fix it. But I also glued it to my thumb. And then I panicked because I couldn't remember what to do. Dish soap and hot water? Nope. A good yank? Ow! No way. Fortunately, my husband walked through the door right then. And of course he knew. Finger nail polish remover. Phew. So, other than a little pale blue paint residue, I'm good as new again. But the whole adventure did remind me to slow down a little. And to save any super-glue projects until after the kids have gone to bed.
3 comments:
I didn't know about finger nail polish. Good for PJ! I'll make a note of it. When I'm faced with a situation like that, I just rip off my skin. Not because I'm tough, but because I really wouldn't know what else to do.
Hi! I'm visiting from MBC. Great blog.
That's good to know. I didn't know nail polish remover would do the trick. I will have to remember that.
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