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Alright, I have to preface this post with the hope that those of you who know me know that I am not overly materialistic, or superficial…at least I don’t fancy myself that kind of person. Okay, with that being said, I am seriously irked at something that has happened, or is happening recently, to my new wedding stuff! So I (I say I but really it’s we, my darling husband and I) have been blessed beyond belief by our friends and family with lovely and luxurious accouterments for our new home.
These are things that I would never buy for myself; supple and sensuous Hotel Collection sheets with more threads per count than anyone “really” needs, and fluffy, thirsty Hotel Collection towels that make you not want to get clothes on. And what is happening to these items is, I’ll just say it, DRIVING ME CRAZY. Bleach spots on my towels, bleach spots when I do not use bleach! I saw this phenomenon on my old towels and in my old apartment, and I didn’t understand it, but really I didn’t care. Now I care.
My new, fancy stuff is getting compromised, and I don’t understand. My sweetie Googled it (I heart nerds) and we found some suggestions of products that may be the culprit. Acne medication, face wash, whitening toothpaste, the list goes on…What? I scoured my products, scrutinized ingredient labels, and found a maybe…my beloved Bare Escentuals Bare Vitamins “skin rev-er up-er,” contains salicylic acid. So I decide not to beat myself up over this, and vow that never again shall the two meet. End of story, right?
Wrong. IT IS STILL HAPPENING — and now I see not only a spot on my pillowcase, but another (at least one, maybe more) of my towels! What is it, and why is this fabric so fragile? This does not happen on other peoples towels, I asked…and not on my clothes either. I may never know the answer, and I find myself tempted to march into Macy’s with the evidence and demand an answer. In the old days, with the old towels, I went through my “product graveyard” and placed a spot of each suspect on a washcloth (drum roll please)…nothing. No help, no proof. I am unwilling to replay this experiment because I’m afraid to further damage my above mentioned stuff.
So I will end with this, I admit I feel better after this vent…and yet. Help or suggestions are welcome. On a side note, does anyone else think watching Dr. Drew’s Celebrity Rehab makes them want to drink a glass of wine? Anyone? Some of my readers may understand, and others don’t…and then there’s the ones who won’t admit it.
Until next time.
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This being my first blog and all, I decided to kick it off with a very titillating topic…(wait for it)…restrooms! Specifically a few choice experiences from my recent trip to Mexico. Jason and I just got back from a jam-packed two week honeymoon in Cozumel and Cancun Mexico, during which I had the above mentioned experiences. In a toast to brevity I decided to make a “Top 10 Bathroom Bummers”
10. Being a practiced squatter is essential (yet another thing I’m not good at…isn’t that exercise?)
9. Do not set your purse on the floor, counter, or elsewhere
8. Toilet paper does not go in the toilet
7. It goes in the trash can, along with everyone else’s, let’s just call it “dirty laundry”
6. If you ignore numbers 8 and 9, toilet will not flush, thus giving proof you don’t know or follow the rules
5. Bathroom use costs 20-30 pesos (20-30 cents)
4. This payment may or may not include the use of toilet paper, paper towels, or soap
3. Sometimes toilet paper is only located outside the stalls (guess I didn’t get that memo)
2. Going number one in the ocean sounds easy, and yet…not so much
1. It’s hard to complain when you don’t know the Spanish for “Hey, no cuts!”
There will definitely be more stories and posts to come; I have several items percolating…
