Well...it's official

I am boring. I've seen it coming for a while now and this week I officially crossed the line into Dullsville.

My iron died a couple weeks ago, so I purchased an El Cheapo brand at my favorite local people-watching establishment (WalMart). I thought it was kind of cool...it had a retractable cord. I mean, how much more do you require of an iron? It gets hot...it makes steam...wrinkles disappear.

Well, I discovered that I needed to add "it doesn't drip" onto my list of requirements. The cheapie iron dripped all over the place. So I took it back. I figured I would walk back to the 'aisle of torture ' (that's where you find the irons) and pick up one of El Cheapo's cousins.

I made my way down the row of irons, starting at the cheapest end. Then I saw it. A beam of light straight from Heaven penetrated the roof of the store and lit up the opposite end of the row (of course). I was inexplicably drawn, saliva dribbling from the corner of my mouth, to "The Shark".
I'm not making this up...that's what it's really called. Rubber feet, auto-shutoff, stainless steel soleplate, anti-calcium, self-cleaning, rubber grip handle. Not to mention the really cool blue color - which is the important part, right?

Who cares how much it cost? I was hooked.

After dinner that evening, we popped in a dvd and I set up the ironing board. I had to try this puppy out.

Pretty sad, actually. In the middle of a good movie, wiping my sweat-covered brow, I exclaimed (out loud), "I'm in love!!"

Doug looked back at me like I was a lunatic.

My favorite (?) thing to do...

Grocery shopping... This week, the dreaded chore fell on Sunday afternoon. It is just wrong to spoil a perfectly good weekend that way. It needs to happen on a Thursday night. The work week is nearly over by then, so we require extra rations to get us through the weekend - two whole days at home.

Does anyone else feel like grocery shopping has turned into a major event? Now we have to read labels. Remember that old game show where people had 10 minutes to run through the local A&P and cram as much food as possible into their cart? That used to be me. The object of the outing was to purchase edible food as quickly as possible. Now I walk through the store, analyzing everything I put in the cart - positive that Bob Greene and Dr Oz - complete with camera crew - are going to stop me in the parking lot and go through my bags for the next episode of the Oprah Show - "Unhealthy America, And The Moms That Make Them That Way".

Yesterday I watched the family in front of me checking out - piling the conveyer belt with Poptarts, Jello Pudding Packs, and Hostess Cupcakes. (I was so jealous) The last item the mom pulled out of the cart was a green pepper. I really think she only purchased it out of guilt. Bob Greene is getting to her, too. It's just a matter of time before her cart is full of high-fiber whole wheat wraps, skim milk, and oatmeal. *sigh*

Been a while...

Good grief...I haven't updated here in AGES! It's hard to keep with with multiple blogs...