Maybe if I could make them a fashion statement. Tie them up in a scarf, or dangle them like a flippy ponytail, then maybe I would have more affection and patience with my four dear JP drains. Poor little under appreciated things. Can't help it that they are the clean up crew of the surgical process, doing a very important job. I am bored of this. Gotta' paint the old barn every time I go out in public just to feel like I pass for myself. But, I'm getting there.