Note to self: When your husband spilled krazy glue on your magazine and didn't clean it up... DO NOT pick it up and start reading it...because when your hand is stuck to the cover of your magazine n you are forced to peel off the page along with your layer of epidermis off your palm...He's not gonna help you or sympathize with you...instead he's just gonna sit there n laugh at you...
That's exactly what I did...it was pretty hilarious...maybe I didn't think so at first, I was so confused why the magazine was stuck to my palm. At first I thought it was the kids that spilled something sweet or sticky, but when it wouldn't separate from my hand, I looked at it closer, that's when I caught a whiff of the fumes...It dawned on me what it was then. When I did manage to pull off the cover, there is part of the letter S (in yellow) imprinted on my palm, so I spent the next 15 minutes picking at it and pulling off my dead skin cells...Thank you Hubby!!
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