I wash alot of dishes. And baby bottles. And cups and forks and knives and spoons. And pots. And toys that get dunked in ketchup and in some other places that we won't talk about. And after years of washing sinks full of all this stuff, my hands are not as soft as they used to be. So I moisturize. And it helps. But this winter, moisturizing three times a day doesn't seem to be helping and there is one spot on my right index finger that is just killing me. So my husband, my love, bought me a present. He bought me yellow gloves. In Shoprite. For 99cents. Like the kind that your grandmother would wear. Or, dare I say it, the cleaning help.
These are my gloves:
They kind of look like dead chickens and if you have been following along, you will already be aware of the fact that I very anti raw chicken.
Josh was kind of cute about it too. He wrapped them up in the Shoprite bag they came in and hid them behind his back and announced that he bought a surprise for me. I have to admit, I was kind of hoping for a peppermint patty, but these were a nice, if distant, second. I choose to believe that he bought these gloves out of a true concern for my right index finger and not because I have been complaining about my hands and begging him to wash the dishes for awhile now.
At first I didn't like them, they felt funny, they smelled funny, they made me feel like an old lady. But now, a week later, I am loving them. My hands stay dry, I don't make any new hangnails when I scrub a pot, and my moisturizer is working again.
However, (and there is always a however), there were several remaining issues with the gloves. The first is that the gloves just bothered me from an aesthetic point of view. They are just so yellow and well, ugly. The second problem - which while more of a practical issue than one of looks - I believe is just as pressing. There is no where to put the gloves to let them dry. I have been hanging them over the faucet but one, they looked awful there and two, if anyone as so much looks at the sink, they fall off of the faucet and into the sink, making them all wet again. So what to do?
The obvious answer is to get some cleaning help, but since that ain't happening, we will have to solve both of these problems with the next best thing - one swift swipe of the hot glue gun. How, you ask? All it took was a quick trip to the ribbon bin!
Don't have one? Don't feel bad, you too can have a ribbon bin. It's really just ribbon from the dollar bin at Michael's in an old tupperware. See? Nothing to it.
I found some leftover black and white ribbon, the only color combination I had that I found the least offensive when held up to the extremely yellow gloves. I measured the ribbon against the wrist of the gloves and cut two equal lengths of ribbon, allowing for a little extra ribbon in the likely case that I measured wrong. I then hot glued the ribbon around the perimeter of the glove's opening, slightly overlapping the ends - being sure to have the two ends of the ribbon meet on the glove at the center part of your wrist, when your palm is facing down. Make sense? No? Here, I'll show you.
Then I cut two more lengths of ribbon and tied two bows, hot gluing the inside center of the bow so that the bow wouldn't come undone. Once those have dried, hot glue the ribbons onto the ribbon that is already on the gloves, making sure to cover the part where the ribbon overlapped.
Now you not only have pretty(er) yellow gloves, but you have a loop, courtesy of the bow, to hang your gloves.
But I still maintain that some cleaning help would be more fun. Sigh.
Are you a Mom?
Of course you are,
your shirt is dirty :)