How did it become that this year I have been the designated zapped person?
Griffin zaps me.
Darwin zaps me.
Aaron zaps me.
But - oh wait! - it gets better!
The door zaps me. The dishwasher zaps me. Clothing zaps me. The computer - oh goddess, the computer - zaps me.
I swear, I can even zap myself.
And nothing seems to be making it any better.
I put TONS of lotion on, no help. I spray yummy-smelling, expensive leave-in conditioner on my hair, no help. I bathe in fabric softener, no help.
And the ONE thing that I know that can help, I can't use. Damn you dryer sheets for being allergic to my son! Argh!
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I don't know if you re-read my comments or not, but I said I'd send you some beach glass one of these days if you'd like. I don't have a ton of it, but I'm willing to part with a handful of it to someone who has NEVER had any. Me getting to the post office to send it...well, that'll take awhile.
Of course I always re-read your comments! I'm a whore that way!
And I'd certainly send you something in return...
Whoa.. and I thought it was just me that was special with all that extra electricity *grin*
I keep shocking everyone/thing, too. We are electric. I was worried something was up with my van and that i was getting all charged up whenever I drove. I feel better now, thanks!
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