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?!
8 comments:
"I hope you wet your pants."
Awesome.
That made me miss you both so stinkin much. I almost peed my own pants!
I wish my parents were this entertaining.
i watched this twice, laughing and laughing...
And "Where's it being stored?" Awesome.
That was awesome!
I do hope your wet your pants.
god i love you, and your mother. hahaha. :)
I'm still laughing just hearing you both crack up! Your mom rocks!
FWIW, I'm totally trying that the next time I get poison ivy!
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