I cannot take my eyes off of the guy standing in front of me. He's got big brown Birkenstock sandals on, khaki pants, a grey shirt, a dark baseball cap, AND a band aid on his right big toe that has day-glow hearts and stars all over it. The band aid, not his toe. It's flapping in the wind (again, the band aid, not his toe), hanging on by only half the adhesive. So, I'm sitting her, admittedly with some anxiety, wondering if it'll stay on or not. Particularly wondering if, as he paces back and forth in front of me, if it'll fall off and a gust of wind will lift it up and carry it in my direction and, gag, hit me in the leg or something. Or will it fall off and end up in some creek and flow down to the Gulf of Mexico and end up an accidental meal to some poor, unknowing fish?
OK, whew, he's walking away so I can sort of concentrate on my kiddo's scrimmage...ay-yi-yi!