the tip-off

yesterday, my wonderful roommate Emily tipped me off to the location of a glove near campus. i was very glad that she didn't bring me the glove, because i have decided that i will only rescue lost gloves that i myself find. however, i will take tip-offs if people see lost gloves around.

i left early for class so i would have time to snatch up the glove before anyone else saw it. the bitter cold of the morning didn't bother me, as i was too excited about my quest for the glove. emily gave very good directions, and i found it with no problem. it was casually draped on a wooden fence near campus, no doubt placed there by a good samaritan who figured the owner would return. the glove is black leather with cashmere lining, and it is in great condition. now here is where i expect a little controversy: why didn't i leave the glove where it is? it's obviously an expensive glove and someone must be missing it. to you who ask, i give this answer: if indeed the glove is valuable, then the owner should be more careful with his or her possessions. if it was a wallet i definitely would return it. but no, it's a glove, and easily replaceable. i have a mission to rescue lost gloves, rehab them, and give them a good home, and i will not be dissuaded!

now, back to the glove story.

i have so many ugly gaudy buttons, that i thought this would was the perfect time to finally use them! i gave the glove sparkly eyes and earrings, and placed her hands upon her hips to give her a 'tude. she is also wearing a kitty barrette in her hair because she's a crazy cat lady. oddly enough, i just realized this glove smells like my grandma's house. weird.

here she is, posing in the refracted sunlight, gazing away wistfully.

she is beautiful, she is mighty, she is Parm.