Don't watch TV if you have money

For the past two months or so, I will come home on weekday mornings and flip on the television and watch an infomercial while going through my bills or old mail or even catching up on some reading, really it's just to have some noise in the back ground. Well, the bug of commercialism almost bit me the other day. This, is my story.

Food Network had almost invariably been running an infomercial for the Magic Bullet, nothing more than a glorified blender that can also juice, whip and grind things with it's multiple attachements. I already have a hand-powered chopper, and a KitchenAid mixer, as well as a blender. I have zero need for a cheap do-dad that will never live up to it's hype. But damn if I wasn't at Target the other day, looking though their kitchen gear, when they have thier own little display of Magic Bullets. I giggle to myself, mainly for even thinking of that stupid commercial (Now taste this Burman, and tell me if you can taste any yucky spinach!) and I checked the box over for what it contained and how it can make my life easier in only 10 seconds or less.

I had picked up a small salad spinner (with manual brake! Thanks Alton Brown!) another silicon spatula (never can have to many) and a metal steamer basket. I had bought a cheapo steamer basket about two years ago, but it was so cheap that it kept falling apart, and this was only 88 cents, so I figured with it being welded and not snap-on, that it wouldn't break my budget to much. Thankfully, I did a quick tally in my head that said I had bought to much already and that I should just stop spending my tax money before I get it.

I made the mistake of telling Brigette this and she jumps into this tirade that just made me laugh at myself for it. She threatened to "kick me square in the ass" if I had spend money on the blender/juicer/whipper/grinder/chopper gizmo and that I would be forced to use it EVERY DAY had I gotten it. "But honey" I tried to reason, "If I had it, you wouldn't have to force me, I would use it everyday anyway." I said this tongue and cheek with a wry smile, but she didn't seem to care. Much like during the trip to DC, she got me to laugh very deeply, something I enjoy about her.

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While taking a shower tonight, I was being mindful that I was running short on time, so I was trying to do a quick job. Once again, my memory failed me. This time I had completely forgotten to shave under my neck. I had done my sides and chin, but didn't put any effort into my neck, so now I have this three day growth that just looks silly. I will have to shave tomorrow, so it's not a big deal, but for 24 hours I will look like a retarded hillbilly.

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Brigette's dog likes me better. But I'm only assuming that "Field's Theory" is at work and that the pup knows that I secretly sweat gravy.