*~*~*Gloves*~*~*

John Wayne said something to the effect:

Everything out there will sting ya, stab ya, or bite ya.

For that reason,

it has become habit over the years

to pick up a pair of gloves on the way out the door.

(this is when they were still in good condition)

Here in-lies a little complaint I have.

Women's gloves.

My last pair became quite religious (holy.)  

Most stores I went to had only rubber or fabric ladies gloves.

I finally found a pair of leather gloves at one store.

I bought them as they were the only leather ones I found.

However:

Yes, brilliant orange.

I shouldn't loose them anyways.

Do they think women only pick flowers and protect manicures?

Maybe I should be a little more grateful

and get a manicure, eat some bonbons, and fan myself all day.

Sorry for the sarcasm.

I have worn my new gloves once (for more than a minute)

and my hands were stained orange for the rest of the day.

Men's gloves are normal, no funky colors, just huge.
Blackberries and barbed wire go right through fabric gloves.
I'm thinking there are a few glove designers 
who need to learn what work is.

Until next time,
Nimble Fingers and Even Stitches