You know...I don't know where to find them, but I used to have some pics of me as a child with severely chapped lips as well...and big ol' red chap marks above and below upper and lower lips.
My RA at Iowa my junior year had a hundred washcloths in her room. Every time she had to use a washcloth for something - like the morning shower or the evening's washing of the face before bed had to have a brand new and fresh washcloth. She told me once how she tried to limit it to one a day, but couldn't. Each time she washed had to have a new cloth.
Your pudding-at-camp story is more interesting than my pudding-at-camp story. Mine involves a food fight and a stain that's been on the porch since 1992.
I'm just shocked that the counselors wouldn't let you just wash your hands. (Or did they eventually?) Still, what mean people to force you to eat the pudding when you didn't want to. I hope your mom did hear about it and gave them a piece of her mind.
I have to agree with you on the flour/chalk. I still have to wash and lotion every time I handle it - even if it's in the middle of a banking project. I think that's why I don't bake much.
Oh, my gosh, somehow I missed the flour/drywall part upon first reading this. I once worked at a store that was undergoing reconstruction, including completely re-drywalling the main room in which we worked. There was dust everywhere. It was horrible. You couldn't get rid of it for months, and we went through lotion bottles like they were water.
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I'm just shocked that the counselors wouldn't let you just wash your hands. (Or did they eventually?) Still, what mean people to force you to eat the pudding when you didn't want to. I hope your mom did hear about it and gave them a piece of her mind.
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