Thursday, November 14, 2013
Dry Skin, Found Money and Avenue Q
My fingers have started doing this annual thing where the skin at the corners of the fingernails gets so dry that it cracks. It hurts. I have tried all manner of hand lotion and nothing seems to solve the problem entirely. It's like my winter curse. My dad has dry skin problems with his hands, too, so I come by it naturally, I suppose.
Remember the story of how I saw a guy drop £20, returned it to him, and then found another £20 a week later? Well, virtually the same thing happened again. I found a £5 note in the school library beneath a chair. I'd seen who was sitting in the chair, so I asked him later if he'd dropped £5. He said yes, and I gave it to him. (I know -- what else would he say?! -- but I'm familiar with this kid, and I don't think he was pulling my leg.)
The next day, I found another £5 note in the library -- this time with no one nearby. I swear, the universe just wants me to have money sometimes. If only it came in greater increments and with greater regularity.
Yesterday at school we had a shelter-in-place drill, in which the teachers lock all the doors and turn off the lights and everyone hides. It was a creepy experience.
Dave and I balanced it out by going to a preview performance of the high school musical, "Avenue Q," in the afternoon. "Avenue Q" in its Broadway form is a quite adult show, but this is a toned-down version appropriate for school audiences. (For example, remember the song "The Internet is for Porn"? Not in this version!) The kids did an excellent job and made me think of my own high-school drama experiences in "The Sound of Music" and "The Taming of the Shrew." It really puts things in perspective to remind myself that they are now where I was then -- what seems like a long, long, long time ago when I thought I knew so much but actually knew nothing, and life had barely begun.
(Photo: A bouquet of orchids I found lying atop a vent unit outside a local church yesterday morning, when it was about 39º F.)