Creamy, lotion-y hands
If you see me today, please take time to compliment me on my creamy, lotion-y hands. Because they really are. Both creamy and lotion-y. And they smell like honeycomb and honeysuckle. Or some sort of herbally-influenced conflagration of smells.
And you ask, pray tell, why do you share this information?
Because of the context.
As it turns out, from what I learned earlier today, I have an additional “dad job” that I was not aware of.
You see, as a dad I have lots of jobs. The primary two are accounts receivable and transportation. Not accounts payable mind you, the Beautiful Brides head’s up that department…
In addition to those two very important responsibilities, I have lots of other jobs including:
- killing spiders
- carrying out the garbage
- hanging things on the wall so they do not fall and wound anyone
- answering the phone when no one recognizes the number
- carrying things
- stopping at the grocery store
- returning thinsg that have been bought but are no longer needed or wanted (especially when there is no receipt to be found.)
- other duties as assigned