Oops! All Berries

I was at Wal*Mart the other day and I saw that Quaker has brought back this childhood memory (always for a limited time, just like the McRib - except way tastier, but most likely with an equivalent amount of sugar).  I didn't buy any (mostly because I'm cheap, but partially because I have three boxes of cereal in my cupboard already).

This morning while eating my breakfast I started thinking about Oops! All Berries once again.  Suddenly, I was smacked with a stroke of genius.  What if I bought a box of Oops! All Berries and combined it with this?

What a genius and delicious cereal I could make by combining these two!

I now give you the liberty to look away from this blog as you either face palm or place something padded in front of you to minimize the danger of the slightly more dramatic head desk.  

We all have our moments, right?

Pet Peeve

I have a pet peeve. You're probably insanely shocked. Let's talk about it. Actually, let's go all Mormon sacrament meeting talk and start with a dictionary definition.

anniversary (noun): 1. the yearly recurrence of the date of a past event: the tenth anniversary of their marriage

2. the celebration or commemoration of such a date

(adjective):1. returning or recurring each year; annual

That's from dictionary.com, in case you were wondering.

So now, the pet peeve part. You do not have a six month anniversary of anything (dating, graduating from high school, being married, whatever). Anniversary comes from the term annual which means yearly. When someone says they've had a three month anniversary I want to punch them in the face (even people I like under normal circumstances). Instead try a phrase like, "She made me dinner to celebrate the fact that we've been dating for three months." I always think people sound like idiots when they misuse the word anniversary.

That is all.

Here's a picture of a dog nursing liger cubs in China because I'm pretty sure most blog posts should have pictures, and why not?

It Works and I'm Dumb

I was out the other day shopping for playground equipment for my class. Naturally I went to the dollar store to pick up some cheap jump ropes. I was at the checkout stand when I saw this:

Except it wasn't just a regular dollar store, it was the Dollar Tree so I actually saw this:

I have, of course, seen the ads on tv and wondered if such a thing worked, but I was never willing to pay the price and find out. When I saw the $1 version I figured why not go ahead and try it out, and I did. That night I tried it out on my calf and my thigh. Not the quickest process in the world, but I definitely got smooth legs (though I'll admit I only really did one patch on each because it takes quite awhile). I thought it seemed pretty good, though, as a maintenance type of tool if you're already shaved or something.

Since this fancy schmancy tool (which essentially is a sticker of fine grained sand paper attached to the little pink holder) seemed to work I tried my armpits next. It worked, but my skin there is more sensitive. I didn't break out or anything or even get red, but my pores were all burn-y when I lotioned and took a shower (not in that order).

Fast forward to last night when I decided I would try it on my upper lip (with the little baby one of course). I've been waxing for years so my skin on my upper lip is not particularly sensitive. I usually get red, but it dies down by the morning after (sometimes quicker). Stupid, stupid, STUPID! I wasn't super persistant to get all the hair because it started to burn and then Laurel suggested aloe. Mistake number two which made it burn worse. All of this resulted in me going to school today with a red upper lip. You can ask Sarah. I'm pretty sure I looked like a fool. Luckily, though, the redness did go down some in the night.

Still feels painful and kind of chapped, though...