– Don Herold
It’s the time of year when cold weather and dry days crack the skin around my fingernails.
I’ve told you before that I find quick relief for these painful little finger fissures by filling them with Super Glue.
Over the past few years, creams and ointments have not done the job like clear, permanent adhesive, which I apply liberally and let dry.
Usually, this isn’t a problem … but you have to be careful with Super Glue, which can connect you to something for a very long time if you mess up.
Which is what happened the other night.
It was cold during the ice storm days and I had worn a hooded sweatshirt to bed.
Also before sleep, I had coated the tips of a thumb and a few fingers with Super Glue. I waited and watched and blew on my nails a few times before I thought it was good and dry.
Then I flipped the hood of my sweatshirt over my head and cut out the light and snoozed.
The next morning I awoke ready, refreshed and perplexed when the hood wouldn’t come off the side of my head. It was glued to a clump of hair.
Fortunately it wasn’t a big clump. Those no longer exist on my head.
I went in the bathroom then used the mirror to carefully peel the thick cloth away from thin hair.
It wasn’t so bad.
A bit foolish, perhaps, but not bad.
YOUR MAIL: Thanks to Dan Chapman, who sent me not only a postcard from Honduras but also money!
It’s a beautiful, strawberry red lempira bill from a beautiful country.
“Really beautiful here,” Dan wrote. “People are nice but many poor. Pray for them. Temps 75-80 degrees every day past month.
Elsewhere, regular traveler Lorinda Fournier, of Evans, says it’s cold in Quebec. She and her husband are visiting Canada and sent one card describing ice carvings and horse-drawn sleigh rides. Another card talks about the Ice Hotel, made from 25,000 tons of man-made snow.
PROGRESSIVE SPEAKER: Pride and Progress of Augusta-Richmond County will hear James M. Hull III tonight discussing new construction at Windsor Square shopping center.
This begins at 7 p.m. at University Medical Center South, 3121 Peach Orchard Road, Room 201.
Refreshments will be provided.
TODAY’S JOKE: It was after midnight when a sleepless little boy crawled out of bed and ambled down the hall, where he found his mother sitting up on the couch.
“Mama, I can’t sleep,” he said. “Tell me a story.”
“Let’s wait on your Daddy,” the mother said firmly. “He can tell us both one.”