Puppy Ramps

I’ve fallen victim to many infomercials over the years.

Magic Bullet – Yea, I’ve got one.

Sham Wow – yep, got one of those too.

Mighty Putty…we’ll call that one a memorial purchase in honor of the late Billy Mays.

One thing I’ve found infomercials do really, really well is convincing poor sleep deprived members of society that they simply cannot live another moment without _________ (fill in the blank here).

My latest infomercial almost buy?

(I say almost here, because I did come to my senses…before I picked up the phone, thankyou.)

In case you don’t know, I recently adopted a puppy…well she’s five years old, but she’s puppy sized.  She really likes to sit on the bed, on the couch, etc…but she’s tiny, so getting up onto them is sometimes difficult for her.

So, there is this designer line of puppy ramps so that your small dog doesn’t have to feel left out and CAN get up on the furniture…

They come in “standard” and “designer” both products are represented here.  I think the difference is in color…and price.

So how much will one of these little ramps set you back?

$225.00 for the second one shown.

*ack* *cough* *choke* *other inaudible sounds and words…*

On second thought, she doesn’t need to sleep on my couch that bad.

found at http://www.puppystairs.com

Now With Magical Marshmallows…

I was at the store the other day.  We’ll call the store “Schmall-mart” (only because I need to protect the retailer from certain embarrassment simply because they carry this product….)  Anyway I was in the freezer section looking for something healthy and good for you (what…it could happen…) and I found these:

Cereal Conez…now with Magical Marshmallows.

Think Drumsticks – only….not.

Remember how your favorite part of the Lucky Charms used to be the Marshmallows?  That is before you grew up and got all health conscious…okay well some of you did. 

These cones attempt to mix our two favorite things from childhood – ice cream cones and Magical Marshmallows.

I. Had. To. Try. Them.

Yes, that’s me.  Don’t laugh.

I invited my friend Ginger over and we proceeded to experiment…well I did.  She took the pictures…lucky, lucky girl.

The reveal….
 
The discovery…

The texture test…ooooooo….Spongy….(which by the way, I’m not even certain is a word, but Ginger and I say it is…so there.)

The first attempted bite…It was a false start…I smelled the marshmallow goodness and had to regroup…besides, the marshmallows were not like the ones I remembered from my bowl of Lucky Charms last night when I was little…they were soft and squishy and … well…not at all what I was expecting.

Okay…here we go…ready, set…

EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!  But look at all the pretty colors…

Sad to say, it wasn’t exactly the magical moment I was promised…however the kids liked them…which is good, because I would hate to say that I just took a three dollar bite of marshmallow magic.

 

They certainly look happy…

 

Caution: not to be eaten without supervision…there is chocolaty goodness that coats the inside of the spongified (again, it is a word because WE say so…) cone after all…

Bridal Diapers

When I got married my dress was big.  It was frilly.  It was ELABORATE…and it took about 20 minutes to get out of (mostly because of all the teeeny tiny buttons that ran down the back of it. 

Our wedding ceremony was at 10 o’clock in the morning and our reception at 6 that night with various other family festivities in between.  There was a brief stop off at my mother in law’s house where I was able to ditch the dress to take care of some…personal matters…but I also had an army of attendants there to help me in and out of the big puffy thing.

I have to admit though, even with all the time I’d be spending in that dress that day – I never, ever would have done this:

Think training pants for adults.

Can you imagine your first dance with your sweet new husband and he suddenly says….”do you smell something?  I distinctly smell urine…”

or the awkward moment back at the honeymoon suite…

“just a moment dear while I slip out of my diaper…”  Yes, because that will surely keep the flames burning…

What’s next?  Nuptual Noseplugs?

Thank you Tiffany S-W. for sending these to me…you were right, they were something I could write about!  Who ever thought diapers could be so interesting?

found at http://www.bridaldiapers.net

Anything For White Teeth…

Many people will do anything for vanity.

I mean it’s very important to always look your best.

However, I think it’s very funny to see what people will go through to achieve beauty.

Remember the pore strips?  Millions of women across America looking like professional football players with nose injuries just to get rid of a few black heads.

In fact, my sister and I bought these strips and decided to try them together.  We made sure all the windows were closed and made sure nobody was coming over…then we wet them down and stuck them on the nose.

Two things -

1) when you are absolutely certain you aren’t expecting visitors is exactly when someone will show up unexpectedly.

and

2) when you pull those strips off quickly and with full force because someone has shown up at the door they not only hurt like heck but they will also rip in half causing you to pull the second half off while trying to see straight through the tears that have formed in your eyes.

That all being said – if you buy this thing (it’s supposed to make your teeth white, it’s called the Forever White) make sure you just block off contact from all people all together…

Smile and say cheese….

CuppyCake

Because you know, you always needed a travel case for your single serve cupcake.

Just don’t tip it upside down. (So I’m thinking lunchbox use is a no?)

 

http://www.cupacake.com/shop.asp

Late Night TV Gets Me Again…

First let me say – I love this commercial.  I actually love all the Jack commercials.  He makes me laugh.  His face with simple expressions (yes I know they are drawn on…what’s yer pernt?) anyway, it’s just funny.

“Yea, I just don’t think I’m comfortable with people eating my face…”

So, um…do you think the same thing applies here?

I don’t know about you, but I’m thinking if I sit down to a big plate of pancakes or a perfectly grilled grilled cheese sandwich and I see HIS face staring back at me, I might seriously question cutting into it.  To me it would just feel…wrong somehow. 

Just sayin’.

found at http://www.jesuspan.com

Travel Wise…Grashopper…

Ever travel abroad and have trouble communicating with the locals?

Ever find yourself standing on a street corner doing the potty dance in hopes that someone will recognize and understand the signals and point you in the right direction?

Then you need one of these:

Simply point to the question mark square in the center of your chest and then to the international sign for the service you seek…just don’t get the symbols confused because I’d really hate to see you ask where the bathroom is and end up at the airport – although most likely they’d have bathrooms at the airport so that might work…