False Sense of Security

I was cruising through the grocery store today ... checking for sales, manhandling the fruit and trying to decide if I needed more wine in the house when I came across the deli. That's when it hit me. Yep, we needed more ham. So, I asked for a half-pound of honey-baked ham. Normal enough, right? The man behind the counter bent over behind the display and began looking for the product I'd requested. He couldn't find any so he looked here and there and then pulled open the refrigerator door to see if he could find some inside. Yep, there it was.

By then, though, I didn't think I wanted the ham. Just before he'd opened the fridge, he put his carefully gloved wrist near his nose .... and wiped. GROSS!

So then the question came to mind. "When was the last time he'd actually changed his gloves?" Because, really the gloves are there to assure the consumer about cleanliness and food safety, right? Well, I was not feeling assured. Frankly, he could have had those now-grimy gloves on all morning ... while he was cleaning the machines, handling this and that and whatever. All I know was that I was standing there asking myself whether I had enough guts to ask him to change his gloves before he touched my ham.

I chickened out.

Instead, I cut my order short and just asked for a quarter pound of ham, thinking all along that it was going in the trash.

So am I the only person with this question? When a new customer approaches the counter and that worker has been completing other tasks, shouldn't they change their gloves. Okay I'll admit I'm a little germ-a-phobic ... when other people are touching my food.

Do you blame me?

Christmas shopping??? Already???

It's only September, but my kids have Christmas on the brain. My two boys have informed me that they've already started their Christmas lists. My oldest son, who informs me that his "list is long," has even written his first letter to Santa. He was hunched over his desk last night busily writing. I got a warm fuzzy feeling. I'm not sure why we're so early this year but that's okay. At least we haven't seen Christmas decorations at the stores yet. Or have we?

When Women Drink Too Much ......

So a friend of mine sent this funny article to me last week and I wanted to share. It's called "When Women Drink Too Much ... " For all the ladies out there, this will either bring back memories of younger days .. or from this past Friday (or from Las Vegas.) Here goes!!!

When Women Drink Too Much ...

1) We have absolutely no idea where are purse is located. (It happens every time.)

2) We believe that dancing with our arms overhead and wiggling our butt while yelling "Woo Hoo" is truly the sexiest dance move around. (Guilty)

3) In our last trip to the bathroom, we realize that we now look more like homeless hookers than the goddesses we were just four hours ago. (Nice mascara.)

4) We start crying and telling everyone we love them soooooo much.

5) We get extremely excited and jump up and down every time a great song plays because "OH MY GOD! I LOVE THIS SONG!!!" (Any Journey song.)

6) We take our shoes off because we believe it's their fault that we're having problems walking straight.

Back From Vegas

So, I made it back from Vegas but wasn't fortunate enough to see any celebrities while I was there. My friends and I spent hours by the pool, walked the Vegas strip and even hit a few nightclubs. (Tao - bad. Jet - good) It was tooooo crowded at Tao. (can you say fire hazard.) I did do a bit of dancing while at Jet, though. FUN!! The only problem in Vegas was that I was still not feeling that great. I had been dealing with a major sinus headache and it was hanging around while we were there. Overall, it was a very relaxing trip that allowed me to sit by the pool for hours and hours. Loved that!! I didn't even lose a lot of money. I played slots (always lose) and roulette (won a little).

Off To Vegas

It's that time of year again. I'm off on a girl's weekend to Las Vegas. This year we're taking a few extra days because we just didn't have enough time, last year, to do all that we wanted to do. Our big plans include sitting by the pool (alot), walking the strip to check out all the hotels, shopping, gambling and going to see a show. We've even got plans to hit some clubs. You know .. the clubs where all the celebrities hang out. Oh yeah .. I'm on star-watch this weekend. Hopefully, I'll bring back some good stories.

Enjoy your weekend. I know I will!

Promptcare .. Not So Prompt

We've only been back to school for two weeks and already we have a sick house. My oldest son has strep throat. I think I have strep throat. My other son had to go to Promptcare yesterday for a cut on his leg that won't heal. The word Promptcare, though, can be decieving. I thought it was supposed to be prompt care. Well, we got there at 10:30 am and left at 2:30 pm. CRAZY. We spent four hours at Promptcare, and I'm not rounding up. I guess this is how it works these days. His pediatrician was booked so it was our only option. 4 HOURS!! Luckily, my husband was able to work from home to watch my other son. I guess I'm just venting because there's not much I can do about it. Let me see .... hmmm .. there's got to be something positive about this situation. Oh yeah ... I got to read 4 magazines that I'd been meaning to get through. LOL