I remember reading somewhere when I was probably in fourth or fifth grade. I think it was a boys adventure story or something like that. That’s something I wouldn’t want to read; but for school, of course, I would read it! I think it was the same story where he bit his lip until he ‘tasted rust.’ I love that description for blood!
I liked this other description as well but I can’t remember what he was describing but it said something about there was ‘enough meat’ there and I don’t know what they were talking about but I’m borrowing that phrase for my blog post.
I have made the executive decision to just store the rest of my pomegranate chapstick until January. I originally was going to check it when there was more chapstick there, but I think I can use it to its fullest so I will just seal this bag and put it under my remote controls in the box on the table that sits by my chair:
There is more than one day here and on October 1, I have to change over to my Pumpkin Spice xchapstick. I’m liberal in applying my chapstick, but not THAT liberal!