And I left the cool gloves at home

So Bubba and the scouts had to put up with plain, old white vinyl gloves. No pretty purple nitriles for the kiddies.

Thankfully, while we were cleaning up our section of adopted road recently, the following things occurred:

• No kids fell into the creek from a height of 12 feet or greater.
• No one was cut by broken glass.
• No one ran into the street.
  
• And last but not least, there was no need to explain uncapped needles or pornographic magazines as they did last time on this cleanup.

Maybe they'll get me a Scout Mom shirt for the next outing.

Stay tuned...