Somebody, Albert Einstein or Ben Franklin (or Sheila Copps maybe, for all I know), once said, "Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, but expecting different results". I must be insane.
Despite my past history with the stuff, I once again pulled out the Krazy Glue to fix something for Rachel. Of course it went horribly wrong. I ended up with the head of a red, jewelled, dollar-store flower glued to my thumb and forefinger while the metal stem in the little pot sat on the counter. Seriously, the tubes of glue should have "Keep away from children. And Alison" written on them. And despite what it says on the tube, it doesn't work all that well at sticking a cheap metal stem to the cheap metal back of the flower head. It works much better at bonding the cheap metal back of the flower head to skin. My skin.
Fortunately, (or unfortunately -- I can't decide which) I'm an old pro at removing objects Krazy Glued to my body (see link in above paragraph for more details), and it's off now. So, I have three choices. 1) Toss the flower, and hope Rae forgets about it. 2) Back to the dollar store to get another flower, 3) Hey, there's a soldering iron and some solder in the basement!
I think I'll pass on 3), even though the trip to Emergency might make a great blog post.