::Turban Urges::

The Truth about Cotton Swabs

So I saw the back of my cotton swabs box this morning:

CAUTION: DO NOT INSERT IN EAR CANAL

Hmm... How far in your ear is the ear canal?  I see the directions: gently swab the outside ear without entering the ear canal.  Ear canal...

Oops.

My poor ear canal...  But it seems to me that would be what you wanna clean out, wouldn't it?

Turban Urges

Elly likes to have music going all the time--and she has taken a fancy to my Celtic cds... which honestly... got old about a couple weeks after I got 'em six years ago...  So whenever I come in the room I tell her to turn it off and I turn on my grooveshark Indian music so that I can write.  How can you write an Indian desert story listening to crazy girls singing weird Celtic love and surreal adventure songs?  So, I turned on my Indian music and Elly asks, "Can you help me fold this?" (Her blue pretty piece of fabric that I think was intended to be a bathing suit wrap originally).

"You're gonna make me get up?"

"No, you don't have to.  It's just hard to fold this in half..."

So I make a serious of grunt and groans and whines as I move my computer off my lap and help her fold it in half... once.  "That's all you wanted me to do?  You made me go all that way for THAT?"

"Go all that way for that?  That sounds funny."  I appreciate that Elly understands when I'm joking with her.  She never gets mad at me when I tease her and am a brat.

So I get back in my comfy bed spot and watch her wrap her blue cloth into a turban.  She learned how to do it online sometime in 2010, and I had her teach me how to do it while we were in Costa Rica because I seriously wish I had known how to wrap turbans during the Rexburg wintertime because it is unpleasant to have your nose hairs frozen!

After she finishes. Me:  "That looks good."

Elly: "Does it?  I haven't done it in a long time."

Me:  "Yeah, well... it's kinda weird with your shirt...  Why are you wearing a turban?"

Elly just shrugs, completely unphased (she's cool like that), "I donno," she says.

I burst out laughing at her. 

Elly:  "I just get the urge to wear turbans sometimes.  Sometimes I want to shoot arrows from a bow like the guy in my book, or ride a shaggy pony, but your Indian music puts me in the mood to wear a turban..."

Aw, classic Elly.  This kid is totally entertaining.