Things that don't exist in cities: poison ivy. Unfortunately for my mother, who is not a city dweller, this rash-inducing weed does exist - nay, thrive - in the good old Midwest. After contracting a wicked-bad case of facial poison ivy a week & a half ago, my innovative mother decided to MacGyver up a DIY rash-reliever. Observe:
That's right. She was just carrying around a few shreds of blackened banana peel, dabbing it onto her face at stoplights & then putting it back into her purse. Is it any wonder I'm a little crazy?!
PS: HAVE YOU ENTERED MY GIVEAWAY YET?!
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"I hope you wet your pants."
ReplyDeleteAwesome.
That made me miss you both so stinkin much. I almost peed my own pants!
ReplyDeleteI wish my parents were this entertaining.
ReplyDeletei watched this twice, laughing and laughing...
ReplyDeleteAnd "Where's it being stored?" Awesome.
That was awesome!
ReplyDeleteI do hope your wet your pants.
ReplyDeletegod i love you, and your mother. hahaha. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm still laughing just hearing you both crack up! Your mom rocks!
ReplyDeleteFWIW, I'm totally trying that the next time I get poison ivy!