Sunday, January 23, 2011

Uncontactable. And Sunday Sessions.

The bane of a parent's life.

The night before school goes back frantic book covering. The bubbles and wrinkles and unintentionable covering of oneself. I am certain there must be a condition called contactitis: fear of failure in performance of covering treasured childrens' school books. Symptons: air bubbles, wrinkles, hair or dust under final product, small cuts in plastic to free air, inability to free hands from adhesive covers, constant cursing under breath. Excessive perspiration at times.

I think it was invented by teachers for revenge. I know it must have been created in the first place by a man, for what woman would ever design such a user-unfriendly product as contact?



Time for a Sunday Session methinks. Pop on over to Thea's for the blurb.

Here's my oldie:

And my newie:

Hey boys. You must know how much ya mumma loves you after this. Contact. Arrgh. Oh the pain.


MotorbikesLady said...

Haven't heard the song Stuck Like Glue so thank you for introducing me to a new one, I love the Huey & the news one.

(((( Hugs )))) XXXX Kisses XXXX

Thea said...

Oh and am hearing you re the contactitis!
I just papered them this morning...haven't I'm still putting off the contact....arrrggghhhh!

Love your sticky songs...hehehe

My brother sent me the link to 'Stuck Like Glue' a few months ago....LOVE.IT!!

Kakka said...

God that brings back memories, back when we went to school it was brown paper with glued on labels, then when my kids went to school it was contact and peel off labels, maybe in the future the books will come with wipeable coverings and some sort of whiz bang digital label. Have a great Sunday xxx

Thea said...

I'm blaming you for having this *stuck* in my head, too!! LOL

Madmother said...

Haha - I've been Lionelified!