Miss-Information

So I must've been about 12 or 13 and I was at a friends house in her jacuzzi and her older sister, wearing a red & white checkered skirt, came out onto the patio and was talking about what to buy her then-boyfriend for his birthday. It had something to do with drums, but I can't remember much else.

The sister was going to school to become a dental hygenist and I remember her sharing the fact that you should, every so often, boil your toothbrush. It seemed logical, with all the germs and bacteria mutliplying over time.

Fourteen years have passed and I decided to try it. I got out a pot, filled it 3/4 full of water and dropped in the toothbrush. I covered the pot and did the dishes while I waited for it to boil. I must add I also decided to dig out my retainer that had fallen under the bed and boiled that in a separate covered pot. The retainer took twice as long to boil so I let the toothbrush have an extra long bath. The retainer looked perfectly clean and faired rather well in the scalding water. The toothbrush...not so much. The plastic surround the bristles bubbled up and melted as did parts of the handle.

Guess I could have 1. googled this to see if it's even a legit thing to do. 2. if yes, follow time instructions!

Whoopsies. Guess its a good thing I had an extra one handy.

A New Year

2010 is officially here.

I wouldn't recognize it as I've been glued to my couch since Wednesday with the weirdest flu ever. Started in the throat department, moved its way down to the stomach Saturday, and now its just hitting the nose. A bit congested, but bored out of my mind.

I know I must be getting old as it didn't bother me one bit to spend New Years Eve on my couch, alone in my apartment. Our family friends were in town for the weekend, but I decided it was best to stay away and not spread the flu love to others.

I'm finding myself falling off the weight watchers wagon and while the scale isn't showing it yet I know I need to get it back under control. It being my diet.

At any rate I just watched one of my favorite movies, Julie & Julia, tonight and I found a renewed love of cooking & blogging. So here I am googling recipes and reading blogs.

Hello again, friends. Sorry I abandoned you all those months.

Sprouts

While I've been anxious to get my butt over to Sprouts, I wasn't wanting to follow the masses and believe the hype just to be trendy. It seemed like I couldn't mention any form of produce without someone coming back with You should get them at sprouts! It's a store, people.

However, I must say...I'm jumping right on that big ol' band wagon - so make room.

Went there last night and found three items that I've read about, but didn't know existed in stores on the west coast. Up until now my options were: move to NY or pay oodles for shipping. No thank you.

Until now.

If you too would like to buy Fat Free shredded cheese, 1 point bagels and VitaMuffin products locally, you may. You should get them at sprouts!

Outlook: Bleak

Sometimes the most interesting fact I have to share with people is that when silverfish die they have a fish-like skeleton, adding which is probably why they call them silverfish! for added pow. This is just sad, really, that that's the most interesting thing I have to say about myself.

Will this realization deter me from sharing this fact in the future? Absolutely not.

Heat

You know when you're organizing your apartment and you're running around so much you end up creating all this heat (like 90+ degrees). You've got the fan going, but it's still so damn muggy in there you take off your shirt because you live alone and you're allowed to walk around in your bra and pj pants in lieu of sweating to death.

Deciding it's high time you put those vacuum-sealed storage bags to use, you pull the comforter, sheets, moving blankets and rope out of the hallway closet. You're scantily clad, sitting on the floor, and you pause, glance at the vacuum, the blankets, the rope and think this could be a really bad scene, should you suddenly have a heart attack or brain aneurysm.

Perhaps you should leave a note explaining "It's not what it looks like -- I was simply making space and it got hot."

Where Did I Put That Damn Thing?

Let's see here...I know I just had it a minute ago...




Has anyone seen the remote??

Umm...

So I found myself snacking one day and reached into the bag for some more goodness only to have an unfamiliar object in my hand. My mind always jumps to A FINGER! (thanks to the Wendy's Chili woman)...

Here's what I pulled out:




Any guesses?






Spoiler Alert: It's a pretzel!! I know it looks like dehydrated bacon or as Denise called it "a creepy flesh strip like Hannibal Lector" but I assure you it's a pretzel. Awkard right? And yet majestic all at once. And for all of you thinking you're going to creat something based on this very idea - too late - I'm TMing that shiz. Pretzel Strips!