The Ring, Part 2
Up until last night, I thought I had tried everything. Dishwashing soap, dental floss, olive oil, two different kinds of hand lotion, ice, and Windex. I was just about to give up. However, my friends McMeaty and McCheesy were not. First came the WD-40 and lots of tugging. Standing over the kitchen sink, McMeaty gave it his all. Unfortunately the WD-40 not only lubed up my finger but his entire hand as well. No go there. Next came the dental floss. But the hand cream I had put on after the WD-40 only made the floss slip right off my finger without moving the ring. At this point, I had been sitting on the couch with my arm elevated for about ten minutes or so. This made the swelling go down quite a bit (thank you Chewy ). McMeaty was confident between the hand lotion and the reduction in swelling that another few pulls and twists would work. I sat on the couch, arm still elevated, while he patiently moved the ring up to my knuckle. Then wth a few more twists, turns, and tugging, the rin
Wouldn't have missed my buddie's birthday for anything!
I had a lot of fun too, despite the disappointment of no naked dancing ladies behind door number one.
Hope you, B and S enjoy Boston today.
Thank goodness there was at least TP Chewy. The other side of the door was way more dull than what was promised. False advertising indeed!
I think the leprechaun traded in his pot of gold for a little something something Blondie.
Are you hiding on that toilet? (nudge)