Thursday, February 24, 2011

Static Guard, did you know it lasts for-ever?

Our youngest son, Ryan, spent the night with us last night.  He was in the area on a business trip, and was able to visit.  I made his favorite dinner, meatloaf, potatoes and carrots, corn and coleslaw, with brownies and ice cream for dessert, and we laughed and talked and the years melted away and he was a young boy again.  Well, not quite, because Lindsay and Abby crept into his conversation constantly.  It was so nice to have him for a visit, yet it was odd, because the rest of his family wasn’t with him and I missed them.

But that’s not my story.  Ryan is a pharmacist, so he regularly goes through my medicine cabinet, checking all the bottles, throwing away anything that is either expired, or going to be expiring, he’s passionate about it.  And he’s also passionate about food, so he’s constantly checking my refrigerator for expired dates, throwing away food that is past it’s prime, because neither hubby or I are diligent about whether or not the salad dressing expired last week, last month, or heaven forbid last year.

So this morning, after he bribed me to iron his shirt, reminding me of what a good job his grandma always did, he announced that he needed some static guard for his pants, and asked if I had any. “Of course I have some, it’s in the cupboard in the utility room,” I told him.  So he retrieves the can and starts laughing, practically doubling over he’s laughing so hard.  “Look at this label,” he says.  And sure enough the girl on the label looked really dated, with an apron and beehive hairdo.  He checks the can, and sure enough, it’s dated 1983.  1983, how in the world did that happen?  How could I have possibly had a can of that since 1983?

Well, to be honest, I haven’t used Static Guard in years, but 1983, that was twenty-eight years ago.  But it still worked, it did the job for him, despite it’s age.  Geezy Pete, doesn’t time fly…

Ginger Rogers dances Salsa at 92 yrs old, it’s Sarah Paddy Jones

This lady, Sarah Paddy Jones,  is actually seventy-five, not ninety-two,  but isn’t she amazing?  Thanks for sending this Marti, just wait ‘til she rocks out and strips out of her gown.  She will blow you away.  ~ jan

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

When I'm good, I'm very, very good....

And when I'm bad, I'm horrid!!!

Last night LC ran by the grocery store, and in a weak moment I told him to bring home a package of Little Debbie Nutty Bars, a delightful concoction filled no doubt with unpronouncable chemicals and lots of nasty trans fats.  I haven't indulged in this sinful treat since the boys were children, but sometimes a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, and I have been craving Nutty Bars for about as long as I craved that raisin pie.

He came in the front door, threw me the box, I tore into them like a rabid dog that hadn't eaten in days, and oh my, they were just as wonderful as I remembered.  Crisp, sickening sweet, peanut butter, cookie wafer, what's not to love.

And this morning, I woke up totally refreshed, after a great night's sleep.  I swear it was the Nutty Bars.  But no, I'm not going to start buying these things, there are 350 calories in two little wafers.

But oh my, were they ever good!  Miz Scarlett went to bed with a full tummy and a smile on her face.  And today, I'm baking brownies, a recipe from long ago when I was a teenager.  Ryan will be nearby on a business trip and he's spending the night.  So Mom's in the kitchen today, baking brownies and sending some home for Lindsay and Abby to try.  Life is good in Heavensville this morning....


Tuesday, February 22, 2011

I wish I could blame this on being old(er)

I am such a dork!  Hubby took me out to breakfast, then we did a little shopping, we were on our way home and I looked down at my windbreaker.  It was on wrong side out.

I wore that in the restaurant, in the stores, you would have thought that he would have noticed.  You would have thought that I would have put it on and checked to see that it was right side out.  But oh, no…  I had to go around looking like a doofus.

It’s not like this is anything new, I’ve done this kind of things for years.  Oh, if I only had a brain….

Monday, February 21, 2011

Oldie but a goodie, Cybil Shepherd singing “The Menopause Blues”

The McGhee Sextuplets


This family was on Oprah today.  What a wonderful couple, and what sweet little children.  These parents are simply outstanding!  Go to Oprah's site or YouTube and see if you can watch a clip from the show.  This mom is cool, calm, collected, organized and Dad is right in there, helping her.  

Find of the week - Micro Tweeze


I'm running a bit late with Sunday's Find of the Week, but this is a great product if you want to wax your eyebrows at home.  There is a video on YouTube, a young girl is using this product, but seriously, I do a much better job than she does, and I'm going to share what I've learned.

When I first bought this, I would put it under my eyebrows in a thin coating with an orange stick,  it wouldn't come off, just little chunks would peel off, it hurt, it was messy, it was totally useless.  But instead of giving up, I kept working with it, and finally got it right.

Here's what you do:

Warm the container in the microwave.  You don't have to make the entire pot liquid, just warm it enough that there is a melted hole in the middle, this will take between 1-2 minutes, depending on the wattage of your microwave.

The instructions say to use an orange stick, but that was a disaster, because to make this as painless as possible you have to put a big blob of the stuff under your eyebrow and you can't load an orange stick up with product.  I take a q-tip, twirl it around in the wax, it strings when you take it out, so don't get it on your eyelashes, and yes, I did that once, too.  Anyway, now you have a big wad of the stuff on your q-tip, just dot a thick blob under your eyebrow, move over a bit toward your ear, and make another connecting blob.  Of course you can't get right up to the brow line, but who is brave enough to do that anyway, that's just asking for disaster, and yes I've done that before, too.  Just get the majority of the stray hairs and you can easily clean the rest of it up with tweezers.

You let it cool for a minute, no need to use a cloth strip, you just pull up the edge, and quickly rip it off, tearing it off against the hairs,  toward your nose.  That's all there is to it, it works great, is relatively painless and almost every bit of wax comes off.  You can use a bit of Vaseline to get the rest of the residue off.  This is a super product, the jar lasts forever, and you don't have the hassle or the expense of going to a salon.  It works equally well on moustache and those nasty post-menopausal chin hairs, too.

I bought mine locally in a beauty supply house, but you can order it here from Amazon.  It's really inexpensive, $13.99 and it lasts for years.  Look at how much money you are saving, the price of this is no more than one salon visit. The reviewers say to use a popsicle stick to put this on, that would probably work well, but who has popsicle sticks laying around?  

Give yourself a few attempts to perfect this, but you have any problems, just give me an email.  The secret is to put it on really, really thick, but it works great!  Pinky swear it does.  ~ Jan

Sunday, February 20, 2011

This really is amazing, seriously....

Grammie's brag, that's that what we do, so here goes.  

Lindsay put Abby's puzzle in front of her this morning, and started to help her fit the pieces in the right slots, she swatted mama's hand away and proceeded to put the entire puzzle together with no help.  

That's pretty good for a sixteen month old.  

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