So, we’ve had a lot of rain lately. What can you do to occupy yourself while watching the little one while her mother is out with friends? Well you could update your xanga site. If you have one that is. Or you could see how big a pile of toenail clippings you can acquire with nothing more than a dust pan and a good sharp kitchen scissors. (don’t get all freaked out and yell about how gross that is. I did clean it very thoroughly before using it. After all, you don’t want any food particles stuck under your toenails.) This of course caused me to consider that age-old yet unanswered question: what purpose do toenails serve anyway?
Are they strictly there to look good? If you have seen my toenails than you would probably (between gags) vote “no” to that one. Are they simply a little “hard hat” for your piggies? Since I have on occasion smashed my toes repeatedly with heavy objects I can attest to the fact that if they are there for protection, mine were caught napping on the job. Are they there for traction while mountain climbing? Well I don’t have any experience climbing mountains since the closest thing we have to a mountain in northern IN would be considered in other parts of the country to be a “slight rise”. I can tell you however that if I would go mountain climbing (under gunpoint) I would not go barefooted. Mountains are one of the major habitats of poisonous snakes. I guess this is not one of the main functions of toenails either.
At any rate they do furnish me with a little bit of entertainment on a rainy evening when I am watching the little one while my wife is out with friends.
By the way in case you were wondering I have collected quite the display of clippings. I like to keep them in a Tupperware container up here in the cabinet with all the pasta…now that’s interesting, my collection has been replaced with a container filled with macaroni. Oh well I guess I will have to start over. Yikes, here comes my wife, I had better get that scissors back into the drawer before she catches me using it.Until next time…keep it real. (I don’t know what that really means but it sounds kinda hip)