Because it’s been a long week and I need a chuckle.
I’d like to tell you there’s something wonderfully quirky up there like a hedgehog cheese grater…
Or sandwich bags that lessen the chances of your kid getting beaten up for their PB&J….
But alas, when I climbed up on a chair and checked?
All I saw was this:
A lone fly swatter the husband must have thrown up there when I wasn’t looking.
Handy if Mike Pence drops by, but otherwise not very amusing.
So regale me with your finds…
What’s collecting dust in your kitchen?
I found a product I might just have to buy.
While I’m not a huge fan of pigs in a blanket, I can easily see pig shaped brownies and pig shaped cornbread.
Pig shaped ice for my cocktails?
You want one too.
I know we’ve all become lazy housebound sods who can’t be bothered to put on pants during the pandemic, but this?
This is a bridge too far.
The day I’m too lazy to stir my own pan you have permission to slit my throat, fill it with kale and put me out of my misery.
And while I’m all for cocktails?
I have absolutely no intention of sharing my margaritas with llamas.
Kitty Hitler looks positively thrilled.
Let’s ponder this for a moment.
Someone thought about, invented, pitched, found investment capital and marketed….. a hammock for fish.
Is this a great country or what!
And finally…. when your dog no longer needs his collar of shame?
You can re-purpose it in the kitchen.
Unless it’s in a rent by the hour hot sheet motel? I don’t think anyone needs their bed to vibrate.
If I’m not willing to eat kale? ( and I think we’ve established I’d rather have my toenails ripped off by a hungry wombat ) I doubt I’ll be spreading it on my face any time soon.
Well this is ridiculous.
Leftover chocolate. What’s that?
Proof positive there are a limitless number of kitchen gadgets waiting to collect dust in your cabinet.
Move over avocado hugger and ice cream ball. Spaetzle maker is in da house.
I have no idea if this works or not, but may I just say?
When I first saw this I thought… nope, I’ll pass on the motivational self help crap.
Until I realized it could be filled with G&T’s or margaritas.
1:00pm took on a whole new meaning then.
Because you know you want one.
Remember my blog about that product with the delightfully tacky name?
Best or worse? You decide…
Well, it seems the inventor saw it and left a comment –
Not particularly interested, I replied –
Of course he’s a persistent guy…
So I thought…. maybe I really do need to Suc-It.
Okay, so now he’s speaking my language.
And then the inventor emailed me.
Hey so I saw the blog on suc it and I want to send you one or two for free. Have you use it etc.
what adress and name can I send these out to.
Also what colors?
Clearly this guy feels passionately about me Suc-ing It.
And free is free, right?
Heck, if grandma can Suc It….
Then I should be able to as well.
So what do you think?
Should I Suc-It?
P.S. – For some reason the video of Grandma Suc-ing It doesn’t show up on the reader version of this post. Visit my site page for the full experience.
As I was thrift store shopping with a friend this week, I ran cross an item that shouldn’t surprise me.
Because yes, we probably have become this lazy.
Now granted, we all have our moments.
But if the day comes when it requires too much effort to hold your own phone?
P.S. It should be noted that when I first saw read the box I thought…
#1. It was made by a brand named Absurdo… which seemed entirely plausible.
#2. That it would only rotate your neck if your neck was soft…. and I wondered what kind of neck I had, why I needed product assistance to rotate it, would said rotation hurt, did it come in different sizes for different sized necks like football players and giraffes, and how I would go about finding out.
Because sometimes, my mind just goes to odd places and I can’t get it back.