A very wise person told me I should bring duck tape with me to Ghana because you just never know what you could use it for. Well, I have inherited the Dave "jerry-rig it" trait. My dress it too long - hem it up with some duck tape. I need to wash my stinky clothes - stop the drain with some duck tape and use the sink. Oh the list could go on. My dad would be proud.
My mom on the other hand, would be appalled with my hygiene. :)
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Ha ha!! I love it! You are like a regular MacGyver over there. :) So resourceful! Way to go!
Duct tape is like magic.
Hi Kristan! I just found your blog! You didn't even tell me you were a blogger! And what are you doing in Africa? Noone tells me anything:). How very cool though. I love your pictures. HOw long will you be there?
I love that you are calling it "duck" tape . . .
PS - I am glad you are turning out to be such a Handy Krissytanny.
Kate - it's a moo point. It's duck tape, obviously :)
You've really got a thing for animals . . . ducks, cows, borkchops . . .
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