After the marathon I had a couple of toenails with blisters underneath. It didn't hurt when we ran, it didn't hurt after, and it didn't hurt when they came off; but it did look cool; and both feet match! Everyone else was grossed out but Martie was fascinated. She kept putting her hand over her mouth and saying her stomach hurt but she was insistent that she get to watch and touch it afterward. Somebody is going to grow up to be an MD.
But I am not the only one who changes appearance after hard work. Peter is putting wood chips in the back yard by the fruit trees. It kicks up a ton of dirt so he wears a mask to keep from breathing it. And when he is done, he looks like this.
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