Posts Tagged ‘Try It’
A few months ago, the Mister bought himself a fancy schmancy travel coffee mug. It was stainless steel and claimed to keep beverages hot or cold for hours on end. He would fill it each morning with his fancy schmancy tea and head out the door looking all GQ.
I scuffled behind him, trying to hold my snowman mug steady so that my coffee wouldn’t spill all over my awesome outfit. It always would. Always. 9 times out of 10 it would also end up in my hair. Colleagues would always comment on smelling freshly brewed coffee and I never had the heart to tell them, no, not the case, that “hair gel” you think I’m sporting is actually dried, crusty coffee. Attractive.
But when I’m used to camflouging spit up, what’s a little bit of ‘jo? No, I wasn’t getting mad that it was getting on my outfits — I was just sick of seeing my precious K-cups go to waste.
Something had to be done.
Meet Sippy 
Formerly known as Thermos Sipp, “the Sipp Thermos line of products combines sleek style with unique functional features. The TherMax double wall vacuum stainless steel tumbler will keep hot for 5 hours and cold for 9 hours. The Eastman Tritan lids are BPA free and have a built- in tea hook for tea bags or most loose leaf infusers. Leak-proof lid with one hand push button operation; dishwasher safe; 16 ounce capacity. Stainless Steel tumbler with black lid.”
Bingo.
I SCOURED the web and I assure you this is the very best you can buy for the money. Sure, it was a little more than $20, but if it’s gonna keep coffee outta my hair and protect my pricey k-cups, it’s worth every penny.
Now if you’ll excuse me, Sippy and I are off to a meeting. Clean hair, and all.
I tend to procrastinate.
I’m the person who waits until the last minute to start a paper, pack for a trip or clean the house for a big event. What can I say, I thrive under pressure — or am just really lazy
Unfortunately, my procrastination got the best of me this past weekend in regards to grocery shopping. I knew I should have gone Saturday morning, but I had a big day planned! (and I knew I’d be eating carrot cake). So of course Sunday morning rolls around and we have nothing and I mean NOTHING to assemble a breakfast. Sure, I had some cereal, but no milk. I had bread, but no eggs. I had frozen strawberries, but nothing to pair them with. At one point, I heavily considered making chicken noodle soup with bread and cheese.
After scrounging the kitchen, I found what I thought would make my morning bearable.
And the instructions didn’t even require milk – score! I added the recommended 1 cup of water, as well as a few strawberries — just to liven things up a bit
The result? A smooth, thick and creamy chocolatey delight.
Unless, of course, you have taste buds.
This was by far the WORST shake/smoothie I’ve ever encountered. Come on, Tony Horton, I mean I love ya for P90x, but this beachbody creation is unacceptable.
It tasted like rancid chocolate pudding.
Naturally I thought that the pregnancy might be turning on me, so I asked the Mister to try it and he did indeed confirm: it was horrid.
Lesson learned. Let’s just say that this past shopping trip I stocked up on extra bananas and peanut butter - and milk, of course! ;)
What was your last kitchen/foodie failure?!
These two words make my heart smile. There’s no hidden agenda, no pressure, just one kid asking another (boy or girl!) if they want to imagine together. Take a few minutes and watch your daughter/son/niece/nephew/random kid on the street. Now try not to smile. If you can do this, you have no soul. Just kidding! (kinda….)
See, most can’t help but smile because children are the masters of play. They play with their food, in the bath, and even while doing chores. They are constantly and continually creating, pretending, moving, and manipulating objects in accepted and unconventional ways. But what about us adults? Do we grow up because we stop playing, or do we stop playing because we grow up?
Well, as it turns out, neglecting play has repercussions for our health and well-being. As responsibilities mount with age, playing often gets put on the back burner, or completely forgotten. And, because we live in a society that values progress, purposefulness and achievement, adult play is frequently looked upon as frivolous at best, self-indulgent at worst. Which to me, a true child at heart, is not only ridiculous, but also sad.
Recent (and older!) clinical studies of humans and decades of animal research find that play is quantitatively good for you. According to the National Institute for Play, playing builds creativity, boosts immunity, unearths hidden talents, increases joy, fosters community, combats stress and keeps the mind sharp and nimble.
In addition, a life void of play can have dramatic consequences. Dr. Stuart Brown, clinical psychologist, founder of the National Institute for Play, became interested in the significance of play after researching the play histories of similar men, some of whom became violent criminals. Lack of play, it turns out, proved to be a “stark and dramatic correlation” among those who became violent criminals. Other researchers have been quoted saying that the opposite of play isn’t work–it’s depression.
Are you convinced yet? Good, now lets talk about HOW we get back to playing. Turn to the experts – the children or animals in your life. Watch them, interact with them, be inspired by their commitment to playing.
Adults turn everything into work, kids turn everything into play. Let’s learn something from these, kiddos! Reconnect with your inner kid and strive to bring play into every task, every conversation, every thought. It may seem silly, but I promise you have nothing to lose, just so much to gain.
Another tip: take a walk down memory lane! Review some cherished memories of your childhood. Ask yourself, “what did I enjoy most?” Well, what were some of you favorite PLAYING memories?
I loved playing hopscotch, “witches,” spy, making up dances and playing in the woods.
