Utz Potato Chip: A Medical Demo Resource
Sunday, July 18, 2010
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To The Sound of a Roaring Crowd
Saturday, July 17, 2010
After having visited the shore for vacation, I began reminiscing about some of my favorite beach memories from when I was a child. I can remember how the walk to the beach seemed to take forever or how the upside down roller coaster was so intimidating. Several memories stand out more poignantly than others. This is one of them. When I was younger, my parents and I would vacation at North Wildwood, NJ. My mom and I used to stay down for an entire month in the summer. It was really a fun, special time. During one month-long excursion, when I was in middle school, we headed to the "boards" to shop, play, and ride. They had just put in some new public restrooms, which were very much needed. Everyone knows how ladies' rooms never seem to be big enough. We decided to make a pit-stop before heading to Morey's Pier. Nothing unusual at first. The bathroom was bright and inviting, having just been constructed, painted, and cleaned. However, once I emerged from my stall, I knew something was not right. My mom and I washed our hands, glanced briefly in the mirror, and made our way to the exit. As we approached the only way in and out, we noticed the entrance/exit door, which had previously been propped open, was shut. Another bathroom patron was standing next to it, holding up some slats in front of the one tiny window. Apparently, when the door was closed, the single window closed too. Genius. We came to realize that we, my mom, 3 other women, a younger child, and myself were locked in the bathroom. Since this was prior to the age of the cell phone, someone had to call out to a passerby and inform them of our situation. Fire trucks, police cars, and EMTs showed up within minutes with lights flashing and sirens booming. One of the "bathroom six," as we soon called ourselves, began to have an anxiety attack. The little girl with us was frightened. Our calm and collected demeanors were fading fast. Meanwhile, outside, different teams of people were trying to figure out how to get us out. The first idea was to use a firefighter's ax and chop the door down. All six of us gathered into one stall, huddled together for cover, and hoped that shards from the door would not make it all the way to the last stall. However, city officials wanted the least amount of damage done to the new restroom, so that was out. Next, it was suggested that we climb up through a skylight window in the roof. This was rejected since one of the trapped maidens was a rather large woman and might not fit through the opening. The third solution ended up being the right one: we were going to crawl out through a grate in the front door. After 3 hours of being stranded in the bathroom with 4 strangers and waiting patiently as they unscrewed 60 bolts in the door, we finally emerged on all fours onto the boardwalk to the sound of a roaring crowd under the bright lights of fire trucks and rescue teams. The spectacle caught everyone's attention, even that of a local newspaper writer. The next day, we made front page! When we went back up to the boardwalk several days later, we saw that the entrance/exit door to the bathroom had been removed. I'd like to think that somehow, in some weird way, we left our mark on Wildwood's boardwalk that night. Our legacy: door-less public bathrooms.
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*Product Plug* - A Cheerful Pet Boiled Wool Dog Toys
Friday, July 16, 2010
If you have a furbaby in your life, then you should get a hold of some of A Cheerful Pet's boiled wool dog toys. I just purchased a rat shaped toy for my little Chewie and she loves it. I love it too, because not only is it a 100% natural wool product, but by purchasing a Cheerful Pet product, you help Nepali women provide for their families and giving them an enriched quality of life. Also, any product purchased from the PUMA collection provides food, shelter and education for the children of the PUMA orphanage in Nepal. Another great bonus, the toys are solid and do not have stuffing. So, your little furball can't make a hole in it and leave bits of cotton fuzz everywhere. You can't order directly online at the moment, but I purchased my dog toy at Ocean City Dog and Kitty on the OCNJ boardwalk. Check your local pet store to see if they carry these durable and adorable dog toys!
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I Heart TechnoNerds!
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Lawn Surprises
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Spring and summer means enjoying warmer weather, barbecues, soaking up the sun, and of course, lawn care. Thank goodness for riding mowers! Mowing the lawn is really a painless task. In fact, it can be somewhat zen-like. You sit comfortably on a cushioned seat, listen to your favorite music, design various patterns in the grass, and zone out. Sometimes, you may be fortunate to find some treasures when mowing. This could include forgotten toys, discarded items, and the occasional piece of trash. However, at our house, you would find something even better: a pet cemetery. You betcha! The first time I mowed at our house, I started in the front and then headed towards the back. I rounded a group of shrubs and overgrown ferns only to spot several (7 to be exact) small white crosses. I immediately thought they were relatives of the previous owner or left from Civil War times since our house is so old. I dismounted the tractor, and on closer inspection, names such as "Sunshine," "Buddy," and "Bonny" could be seen mounted to the crosses. Now, don't get me wrong. There are people who would name their children these inventive, unique names but, I realized that these were markers for pets, not people. At that point, I asked myself, which is creepier? Immediately, scenes from Stephen King's "Pet Sematary" filtered through my mind. To make matters worse, a small white fence encircled the area and there were fake, plastic flowers placed there to honor the critters who had passed. Clearly, someone was very attached to their furry friends. After deep contemplation, I thought that it really isn't too unusual for people to care deeply about their cats or dogs. I actually warmed up to the idea, that is, until we mentioned our find to some people who know the history of our property. "Sunshine," "Buddy," "Bonny," and the four others were all chickens. Apparently, we have a poultry graveyard next to our house. Something tells me that the folks over at Perdue would find that quite comical. Every so often, late at night, we can hear the faint whispered sound of clucking floating on the breeze...
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*Product Plug* - Dr. Bronner's Magic Soaps
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I know, I know...how many different beauty products could I possibly have and use? It's just that lately I've been getting so many different ones, whether it be on my own or as gifts. I don't typically try so many new products this frequently. That being said, I do have another great one to recommend. I recently bought one of Dr. Bronner's Magic Soaps. What really sold me was the label on the product. The soap is made with Hemp and Organic Oils. Not only that, but it is wrapped in 10% hemp-flax / 90% post-consumer recycled paper from Living Tree Paper Co. and it is a Certified Fair Trade product. You might be asking yourself: What is Fair Trade? It means that Dr. Bronner's business takes care of their employees with generous salaries and benefits (no-deductible PPO health insurance and a great profit-sharing/retirement plan that they fully fund). They cap executive pay at five times the lowest-paid position, and they give all profits not needed for business development to support progressive charities and causes. Additionally, Dr. Bronner's has extended this philosophy to the farmers and workers around the world who produce their major raw materials (representing over 95% of their annual agricultural volume). Along with their families and communities, they benefit from fair prices, living wages and funding for local development projects. Shifting the supply chains to certified Fair Trade ingredients makes a big difference in the lives of several thousand farmers and workers — and is money well spent. So, as you use these wonderfully smelling and great lathering soaps (my favorite is the Peppermint), you can feel even better knowing that you are helping your skin, the planet, and other people. Pretty cool if you ask me. P.S. They make more products than just soap. Check it all out on their website!
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Car Wash Fiasco
I always like going through the car wash. It's so peaceful and I find myself completely absorbed by the sounds and sights within. I've actually caught myself sitting in my car with my mouth wide open in amazement as the splish and splash sounds zoom around my car. However, my most recent visit to the car wash was anything but soothing. My dear hubby and I were driving his Porsche Boxster to my parents' house for Father's Day. We decided to hit up the car wash on the way. We drove top-down into the payment lane, ordered the $12 wash, and headed towards the entrance. My husband pushed the button to put the top up and we slowly drove forward. As we were getting onto the auto-drive mechanism, my hubby was frantically trying to get the windows up. They just would not go up. I started to panic because we were heading further and further into the wash and getting closer and closer to moisture. My husband put his hand out the window and yelled to the workers to turn off the wash. They shut everything down and I was so embarrassed since there were several cars waiting behind us. We couldn't back up and we definitely couldn't go forward. The windows continued to only go up 3/4 of the way. I was envisioning us trying to use our shirts to keep the water out and being sprayed incessantly by all the different nozzles and tubes throughout the wash. Finally, after preparing to take my own shower in the car wash, my husband realized that the roof was not snapped in all the way which led to the windows not going all the way up. Fifteen minutes later and one near miss of a heart attack, we emerged in our shiny, clean vehicle and went on our way. Piece of advice: get the roof and windows up well in advance and always pack an umbrella, just in case.
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