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Wednesday, January 15, 2014

The Other L-Word

We have lice.  LICE.

There.  I've said it.  Of course, it had to happen right after we bought a brand-new set of couches (our very first real furniture that didn't come from Goodwill or someone else's garage--please note we'll have been homeowners for 10 years this coming fall).  Now back to vacuuming, doing a metric ton of laundry, slathering a little baby's scalp in preventive oils, and forcefully raking a tiny comb over people's heads.  And nit-grabbing.  And shuddering in disgust.

See you in, like, a longity long time.

2 comments:

Hippy Goodwife said...

Robi comb! It will change your life! It's a little battery operated killing machine! < $20.

Laurel B. Miller said...

I will have to give that a try if our ridiculously expensive combouts at the lice salon ($85/person/hr) are a bust.