Yay for everything!

I'm still waiting for photos to put on the blog. In the meantime, I'll work on getting my own photos posted... tomorrow.

Dinner last night was delicious.

Yay for sunshine! Time to start walking more than three times a week.

Yay for chili dogs! I had lunch with Sami and we ate some of the best dogs in town. Conveniently it's right across the street from the church. They have tasty fries too.

I should have written about walking after writing about eating hot dogs and fries...

Here's what I thought about on my walk: there are people in this world who do not believe man has been on the moon. They think it was fake. A set. Have you seen a movie set from the 1960's? I can't say they were that great. If you compare movie sets to the man on the moon footage, can you please explain why we didn't have better movies???

Apparently it's the anniversary of the discovery of Uranus.

I'll leave you with that.

Saturday and totally random thoughts

Kitchen sponge or dish rag? I've decided that this is just as important a question as over or under (toilet paper in case you weren't sure). Being someone who has a circa 1977 model dishwasher (click here to read more about that) I am quite familiar with both. I mostly use the sponge to get cooked on food off the dish. I am a dish rag user otherwise. I don't know why I prefer it, other then my mom always used a dish rag, so that's what I grew up using. Maybe it's a mid-west "thing". I have a couple of crocheted dish rags.

I may be a little "germophobic" when it comes to the kitchen sponge. If you don't wring it out and it sits there festering in its own water, that's gross! I microwave it often, to keep the germs at bay. I replace it, maybe not as often as I should, every three to six months depending. Depending on what? How it looks mostly. Yeah, germophobe...

Bill uses it. That's what they grew up using in his house, a kitchen sponge. It's funny how different we can be. In fact, read his post from yesterday and mine and see how different we are! It makes me laugh, and it makes me appreciate our differences.

Anyway, I was washing the dishes the other night and started thinking about kitchen sponge or dish rag, so here's my blog for today!

Please put the lid down

For those of you who were lucky enough to have escaped watching the video of what happens when you flush a toilet, consider yourself lucky. It is forever ingrained in my mental imagery. Here is a link where you can at least read about what happens. I ask you to please read this, and then consider how many times you've brushed your teeth after flushing the toilet without putting the lid down.

This is not about men who don't put toilet seat down. This is about the lid and covering the toilet and all that splashes out of it when it's flushed. (by the way, I think I know more men who put the lid down than women)

We have a poorly laid out bathroom. It is cramped and has inadequate storage. As a result our toothbrushes are relegated to the toothbrush holder that sits on a ledge that wraps around two of the walls. Those two walls are adjacent to the toilet.
see photo of shelf

The toilet is below. The shelf sits on top of wainscoting which is probably about five feet tall. So it's not that close to the toilet. However, when you flush a toilet, all those microbes fly out and land all over the bathroom.

The reason I bring this up is because in our other bathroom, a small powder room, we have a mirror hanging on the wall above the toilet (did I mention it's a small powder room?). This morning I noticed splash marks on the mirror. Ew. That means someone forgot to put the toilet lid down when they flushed. This is for the good of everyone that I share this with you. I'm not pointing fingers, I simply ask that you please put the lid down when you flush the toilet.

practicing

There is a woman who created a scrapbook that let's you journal your life for a year. You take a photo every day and then you journal a little bit. Each page of the scrapbook has enough space for one week. By the end you've completed one year. One of my fellow Quotarians is creating one of her own and I have been captured in several of her photos. I really like the idea, although the idea of making another scrapbook when I have three unfinished ones is a bit daunting. However, this woman also created an online version because it was such a popular idea. Instead of paying for all of this, I decided I could probably just do it on my blog. Which means I will have to maintain a daily post. If there is anyone out there who reads this, other than all the spam, you know that I am not fastidious about blogging. To get me in the habit before I begin my year, I had a thought which I decided to share. (I am also trying to decide when I should start my year. As my friend pointed out, she was going to wait until January 1st, then realized it doesn't have to be a calendar year, and is in the process of journaling her 10th year of marriage, so it doesn't have to be anything special.)

Yesterday on the radio, the dj was reading a study about the states that have banned texting while driving. According to the study, there have been an increase in accidents in those five states with said ban. It went on to say that the increase is possibly caused by teenagers trying to hide that they're texting while driving.

We all hear or have seen the crazy things that people do while driving. I know I have been very tempted to text and after having attempted it decided I was not going to do that ever again. It's too dangerous. For those who think they can do more than one thing while driving should really have a friend record them driving while distracted and see how well they actually do. Not how well they think they do.

I digress, that was not my original point. What I wanted to discuss was one of the things in particular that I have heard of women doing while driving. No, it's not shaving, although that is VERY scary. It's using one of those eyelash curlers. Seriously?? I can't use one while standing still in front of a mirror. I've tried. And I'm a contact lens wearer, but I see that thing coming at me and I flinch faster than Bill does when he tries to use eye drops. No way am I going to use one of those things. Honestly, my eyelashes could benefit from using one, but that thing is dangerous. I nearly ripped out all of my eyelashes the one time I did try it. Obviously I wasn't using it right, or else I wouldn't be so terrified of using it. But this is why I am very scared at the thought of someone using one while driving.

When did driving your car become secondary to everything else?