Hot Lips

A little while before we moved, I was pulling warm clothes out of the dryer and a tube of Chapstick fell onto the floor. My smart cookie instincts told me to open that tube right up, and when I did, molten hot Chapstick dripped right down onto my tired little feet. I consider it a tender mercy that the tube didn't leak all over my newly cleaned load of laundry.

We were 4 days away from moving, and I would not have dealt well with ruined clothes in that moment.