Fashion Blunders

You won’t believe it but men actually don’t tell their gals the truth about their figure. So, letting the gal waste her hard earned cash on fashion that doesn’t look good on her.

Well, if you ask me that just takes the cake!!! How can you guys be so heartless to us gals?

What happened to the old saying: “Honesty is the best policy” I guess that doesn’t hold true anymore and honesty seems to have been flushed down the toilet.

When I go shopping with my guy (not very often) I hope for an honest answer when I ask him: How does this look on me? Though it is a bit tough to keep his attention focused on me and not have him end up talking to some other guy about what ever and I have to try to get his attention or he has somehow put his brain in an energy saving mode and so it doesn’t matter what I say he will say “good idea; looks good”

Men don’t really seem to concentrate on what is going on when you go shopping with them and seem to think they are there only to hold the bags. Well maybe this is true in some cases but not in my case. I want my guy to participate in my choosing an outfit, but he is just plain not interested.

Or maybe guys are worried if they tell the truth their gal could get upset and then there could be a heated discussion. I’m not sure, but guys you could be a bit more honest with us, so we could save our and maybe your money and avoiding that horrid purchase that we will never wear in your life.

Gals we have all done this – someone says “oh, that looks great on you.” And you think maybe their right and buy it. Home you go hang it in your closet and there it hangs for the next 6 months and then rediscovered. You take it out look at it and think to yourself “why did I buy this?” it looks terrible on me and it makes me look out of proportion. And then you hang it back in the closet forever, never to be worn.

And you think to yourself “If I had only listened to my feelings.” I would have never bought that. But another one is my guy bought me something and thinks I look great in it and I think the opposite and if I told him the truth he would be deeply upset. Why can’t honesty work both ways when it comes to fashion for gals?

I think the best method to avoid all this is to go shopping either alone or with a good friend. So then there’s no stress in the relationship or HOPEFULLY no wrong fashion purchases…. I need to go shopping now

Enjoy shopping and remember be honest about how it looks!

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Looking thinner in Jeans ?

Well, our worries are over with the new super girdle jeans. They are supposed to make you look thinner. But do they??

Well, since I got off work early today I thought I would stroll through the stores and try to find a great pair of girdle jeans. I know they have another more modern name but at the end of the day it’s like a girdle. I somehow like this name though I know stretch sounds better to us gals.

Once I was in a store that sold jeans I saw them there amongst the mature women’s fashion. I felt like I have been kicked in my shins when I saw the sign but then gave it another thought and asked the sales assistant “what age group are the jeans for because it says for mature women?”

Well , as always she told me it was for women over 40 and those jeans were right for me . I didn’t know what to say and asked: What if you are under 40; than do you have other sorts of jeans?

Now that question seemed to rile the sale assistant a bit because she didn’t know what to say to me. And said there are normal jeans. I thought now what are normal jeans?

Do you wear normal jeans or not normal jeans??

I thought my jeans I had on were normal but I must say I have never considered this fact before. I then decided to ask for a pair of those girdle jeans so I could try them on and see my great new figure in them.

So while waiting for a pair in my size I thought boy my guy is going to fall over when he sees me in these and will say” you look great!” Ok, I know I am dreaming ….. and he’ll more likely say “ oh, a new pair of jeans- nice.”

After squirming into the jeans I felt it could be a bit difficult to sit down and I think these jeans are made for a party where everyone is standing around trying to look good and you are not allowed to eat or drink anything either or else …. An explosion and they won’t be those skin tight girdle jeans but, the I popped the button jeans.

Jeans aren’t like they used to be.

Now-a-days they seem to make your figure look like a giant overstuffed thing. Years ago you could slip a pair of jeans on and wow they looked good. Everyone says that my figure has changed through the years. I find this hard to believe and think that their eyesight is failing them.

Jeans are just not what they used to be and no one can change my mind!!

I love my jeans but I don’t think my jeans love me like they used too and maybe some of you gals know exactly what I am talking about here. Our great jeans somehow don’t fit like they used too. I could cry!!

Why do jeans do that to us gals? Guys don’t have the jeans problem like we do or do you?
Jeans have been my faithful fashion companion for years and I don’t want to say good bye to them just yet either. Why don’t they make jeans that make mature women look attractive? Or are we a group that doesn’t count anymore?

Maybe, some company who makes jeans may read this and say, hey great idea and tell us that they make jeans that make our figure look good too without strech or a sewn in a girdle to flatten our tummies. I will be waiting!!

My Blanket – My Bed

You need a blanket for your bed to keep you warm on those cool nights. Though sometime that blanket doesn’t seem large enough for your bed when you are asleep next to your guy or gal who seems to be hogging it for themselves and leaving you stranded open to the elements. Life can be so cold!

I bet you all didn’t know that people argue at home about blanket hogger’s and other things in the bedroom. This is something that I never knew before either and I had to wait half of my life before it was reported by some scientist. My golly how long does it take those jokers to get their scientific evidence together???

I will give you some insight into this horrific problem. Maybe some of you may know what I am talking about here too and experienced it also.

The problem is the blanket bed hog (similar to the road hog).You have fought a struggling battle in the night for a little corner of the blanket to keep you warm. I can say that this can be a real chilling experience when it’s winter outside. Summer isn’t so bad because the temperatures don’t normally drop below 0°.

I think blanket hogs have a special gene in them that say: it’s cold out tonight so lets hog the blanket for some fun or they have gone secretly to some blanket hogging course on “how to hog a blanket correctly in 3 easy steps.”

And so before I get into bed I have to dress as if I am going on an arctic expedition so I won’t freeze in the night and my guy can enjoy the warmth of the blanket and snore cutting through the forest at the same time too.

It can be an eye opening and invigorating experience to lie next to someone like that. I can lie there looking at the ceiling contemplating life because I can’t sleep because he’s snoring and I am refreshed because I only have a small corner of the blanket, but thank heavens I have my arctic expedition outfit on for sub-zero temperatures which keeps me warm! It may not be romantic but hey I’m not freezing my backside off.

Plus he has asked me why do I put so much clothing on when I go to bed, because the bedroom is warm enough and that I am not going outside.
I have tried to explain to him the problem but somehow he doesn’t seem to understand that he is hogging all the blanket and that I get cold sometimes in the middle of the night. It is a hopeless battle!!!

Then I struggle for that little piece of blanket and my guy rolls over and says to me: stop hogging all of the blanket. That just takes the cake!!

As if I was the culprit and he was just lying innocently there sleeping soundly and I disturbed his sleep because I wanted a piece of the blanket. How can I be soooo COLD?

Or along with the blanket there’s the rolling over and taking up the whole bed leaving me stranded on the edge and then I have to get up and walk around to the other side and get back into bed. My guy wakes up in the morning and wonders -> why are you on my side of the bed? Of course he can’t remember that he was hogging the whole bed and blanket. Ohhhh, I feel better already just getting all that off my chest; what a night!!!!

But there’s something worse than not having enough blanket.

Can you guess??

Well there you are all snug and warm in bed and you guy or gal hops in with you and thinks “ oh, lets cuddle.” You think “OK” just what I have been waiting for!

And then the shock comes feeling like a lighting strike destroying the moment COLD FEET!! Now that can destroy any thought of anything because those cold feet are defiantly not on the program when it comes to being romantic!!

Like the old saying goes: Cold hands warm heart, Cold feet no sweetheart. Now that holds true.

So if you are thinking about approaching your guy or gal in a romantic way; make sure you have your special I have warm feet romantic socks on so then the other person knows that your feet are warm and that you can cuddle otherwise it can be a cold experience and that you don’t want!

Well, I think you all know now about the trivial perils of the blanket and so don’t forget to share your blanket and not let it turn into a nightly battle.

P.S: more will be reported at a future date here about the wonders of arguing in the bedroom.

Men and Cars

As you can imagine from the title this has something to do with men and their passion for cars.
Today my guy took it upon himself to drag me to an auto show where a huge hall was filled with all models of cars manufactured by some European company.

There I was and let me tell you I wasn’t the only gal there not too excited about how much horsepower the car had or what sort of tires it had. There were lots of gals there just standing looking into space while their other half was prancing around the car like it was an object that has never been seen before.

Actually, I wanted to ask each gal” are you having a good time or are you here like me,; just along for the ride?” I am pretty sure most were in the same boat as I was. If I asked my guy to come look at handbags he would tell me that I am nuts and that I can do that alone or with one of my gal friends. But with cars I have to be dragged along for some reason which I am sorry to say I cannot answer.

The men themselves were more interesting than the cars were; because it seemed each one was trying to outdo the other by the way they swayed up to the car and stood in front of it. It was like being in the Wild West without a horse. Gals I am sure you know what I am talking about.

Somehow I think most of the men there had forgotten where they were and of course who knows more about which model is very important or for example MPG and so forth. Men say we gals have a handbag problem but when I was standing there I thought if all these guys here had enough space at home each one of them would have bought at least 5 cars and have them on display in their garage all shining and nice but not to be touched by the female species.

My guy came across a model which he found interesting and talked to some guy for 45 minutes about this and that. I wasn’t there anymore and when he was finished he turned and said to me” oh, you are still here?” I thought were should I be? His mind was clouded by the fresh leather interiors and shiny paint, and I was lost only to be an object there to hold onto the brochures.

But then I got bored and thought I will look around myself while he’s gossiping with some guys about whatever.

There before my eyes was my car! It was like a handbag screaming at me saying “buy me.” I stood there before it and saw myself sitting behind the while driving endlessly through the countryside with the top down and the sun shining and not a care in the world. I was in heaven!

But I was brought back to reality because I didn’t have the right amount of small change with me. So my driving around in the convertible was brought to an abrupt halt. Though it was great for a couple of minutes and I could amuse myself until I was brought back to reality again for the 2nd time by the salesman saying that car was for younger folks and I should maybe take a look at the other model with seats that are easier to get out of. You can just image the look I gave him and walked away! Men don’t they think gals can’t like cars too?

Well, after wandering around I found my guy still in the same spot that I left him but only to find the number of other guys in the conversation had increased to 6 now. I thought -> how can I get his attention? Maybe jump up and down, scream or stand on my head? I tried the old fashioned way of tugging on his sweater but no luck so I said to him that I wanted to go home. That was a mistake with a capital “M”.

Gals never; I repeat never say that at a car show.. I will spare you the rest here.

So, gals if your guy asks if you want to go to a car show with him than I would nicely suggest that you say “You can go alone and I can enjoy a nice day out with the gals.” This way saving a lot of grief on both sides and the men can enjoy their time with the cars and we can enjoy our time with the handbags!

Enjoy your day whatever you decide to do!

My Mood and My Glasses

There supposedly are glasses that when you wear them they will affect your mood so you won’t eat so much.

I guess they work the same way as the mood rings from the 60’s or 70’s (can’t remember) but I did own one and may still have it amongst the junk in my attic. Those were great rings cause they changed color with your mood and so everyone knew how you felt. Whether or not it was true; who cared, because it was cool to see the ring change colors!

Well, the way I understand it is with the glasses (though I am not exactly sure) is when you put the glasses on you won’t eat too much. Though I doubt this very much and think it’s just another sales gimmick and think that they actually have another purpose like warning those around you about your mood.

Now I see this as a really great thing because everyone is wearing a pair of these and so you are warned in advance if the other person is for example in a bad mood.

This could be a real nerve saver at home because you know right-a-way what sort of mood your guy or gal is in and this way you can save yourself a lot of agony and nerves. Or you know right a-way when they’re in a good mood too, thus taking the guess work out of things.

The main thing is when you see “red” – watch out!! That means bad mood and if you are not careful that could lead to an argument. That’s a stay away color.

But if you like to take risks, then when you see “red” it is a good opportunity for an argument and so now you have a reason to have one. This really takes the guess work out of arguing and you can plan which topics you want to argue about too.

“Green” means I’m in a good mood and will take you shopping. Great for gals who want a new pair of shoes or a handbag because he will be paying. I love life!!!

But with “Green” it is good if you want to get your guy to do something around the house too because you know from the color that he will repair the leaky faucet or mow the grass.
Saving your nerves and getting the job done that should be done. Again it is advisable to have a list on hand so when you see that his glasses are “green”, then you know what to ask, thus avoiding confusion. I have my list!

“Yellow” means you should be a bit careful because the person is on the borderline of being happy or getting upset. Here you are treading on thin ice so diplomacy is recommended here.

But with “yellow” there is always a slight tinge of the other color so you know which direction the person is heading and then you can either have your arguing list or your “green” list handy and can mentally adjust to the situation.

Plus if you prefer, then write your list on your cell phone with the note app, so then you don’t need to worry about losing the pieces of paper and forgetting those important topics.

I will give you a little peek at my lists and please don’t tell my guy about it cause I don’t what him to know my strategy for arguing or what I want from him.

Red list:

Put the toilet seat down – this drives me nuts!

Uses a new glass all the time – does he really need a new glass for each glass of water and I am not his maid!

Leaves the newspaper all over the place – maybe I would like to read it and not have to hunt down each section or does he think I need more exercise?

Green list:

Paint the kitchen – will only take 2 hours to do and I have already bought the paint.

Trim the hedge – one hour and you get fresh air too.

Take me out – any place he wants, because I am happy he is taking me out!

I know many of you may have some other ideas for each list and may even be better than mine. I just don’t want to press my luck and I would update my lists monthly too.

So, folks if you want to make your life a bit easier then maybe you should consider a pair of these glasses,and since my guys birthday is coming up I think I will buy him a pair and then it will only be smooth sailing in the future because I know his mood.

Maturing Technology

I know you think I am going to write about cheese when I use the word maturing but sorry. No, I am talking about the maturing populous using modern technology.

I noticed since I have my new PDA that the letters are smaller on the phone and that somehow everything is written smaller. Do they do this to fit more on the phone or do I need glasses? I’m not too sure.

And the texting needs of a mature adult maybe somewhat different than that of a 20 year old too.

So my aunt( great person and a good cook – do stop by her place if you are driving by and she can whip you up a good 3 course meal for just $15.00 and you get a half a cup of coffee on the house!) Sorry, got bit side tracked thinking about my aunt.

Anyways, she brought to my attention that there are new text abbreviations for your cell phone for mature (sounds better then aging citizens or seniors) adults, so that you can inform your friends about what is happening in your life. I think that is great because than no generation is getting left behind with the advances in technology.

I will give you a small sample of that great info that fell into my hands:

ATK: At The Kid’s -> just in case, than everyone will know where to find me and if it’s boring please call me and we can do something else more exciting!

BYOT: Bring Your Own Teeth-> please do because I am serving a meal that you have to chew or else you don’t get anything to eat here.

FWIA: Forgot Where I am-> am I at Mary’s or Bob’s place?

GBM: Good Bowel Movement -> finally the laxative that I took on Monday worked and thought you would like to know about it.

LOMD: Laughing Out my Dentures -> forgot to glue my teeth in this morning and they fell out while I was having a good laugh with the gals.

OMSF: Oh Man! Sorry, Farted. -> was that me that farted?

WAITT: Who Am I Talking To? -> did I call you and why are you answering the phone?

DTP: Dam Those Prunes? -> yesterday’s steak doesn’t seem to want to leave my body after eating a 100 prunes – help!!

Those are just a few of the fantastic texting abbreviations for maturing adults and I am sure there are some other really great ones out there too that you can use to send text messages to your friends.

So all mature citizens of the world enjoy a good text message with your friends and have a great day too!

Can my Man?

While zapping through the channels on my TV; I again came across another fascinating show about men. These seem to be endless now-a-days.

I will admit that I am proud of my husband and that he can do many things and of course I brag to all my gal friends about his talents and they brag about their men too. But none of us would ever get the idea of going on TV to show the world what our man can do or maybe cannot do. Are we strange?

My man can do lots of great things like fix a leaky faucet or paint a room, though half way through the painting he seems to lose interest and I have to finish the job.

He can boil water or turn the washing machine on after I ask him a million times or he doesn’t have any more clean underwear. He can lose his keys -> this he can do really good and probably could get an award for it too!

I bet you gals know exactly what I am talking about here.

Or another good one is: What did you do with my glasses? They were right here where I left them on the coffee table but somehow they have disappeared and took it upon themselves to hide under a magazine or newspaper. Though the idea has run through my brain more than once that I should actually hide them and then he really can do something -> find them!!

But don’t tell my man that I told you all these great things about him because he is somewhat of a person who likes to keep his good traits to himself and not share them with the world.

On TV those guys seemed a bit henpecked if you asked me and they really weren’t thinking for themselves either. The gal was bombarding her man with instructions as to how to flip an egg in the frying pan and the man wasn’t really doing what he was told to do either.

I would have given my man a spatula and said: Flip the dam egg over and forget all the other nonsense, so we can win!

But then again those folks on TV are probably amateur actors getting paid to make fools of themselves.

Guys would you go on TV and make a fool of yourself just to prove that you can fry an egg or turn the washing machine on? I doubt it very much and I am sure you have the same opinion as my husband does about such programs. I will not write here what my husband said, but I am sure you can imagine….

Though with all the things my man can do there are something’s he can’t or won’t do and those things really aggravate me to no end, and they are not worth mentioning because I would be writing for the rest of the week and then I would have no time for other things in my life.

So gals if your “man can” be proud of him and tell him so and maybe he will surprise you with something new that he can do too!

Text Me a Date

As the heading implies this is for both guys and gals looking for the perfect date or partner via texting with your cell phone. I bet you have never really thought about this before or even tried it have you?

Well, I can say I never have but then again I’m from the old school where I want to see what I am getting into and not get a shock of my life… if you know what I mean? Plus the added costs involved with texting may put a dent in my bank account and that I want to avoid at all costs!

But let me explain to you how this supposedly nifty little ritual works if you haven’t already tried it.

You decided that you want to meet someone or are looking to replace your present model be it a guy or gal. Well, all you have to do is sign up with the agency for a small fee of about $300.00 and a cell phone is included in the price but then there are rules you have to abide by and that can be somewhat of a drawback.

You have to text with the person for at least 3 months before you can meet-up and no pictures are allowed to be sent; either of you or of the other person thus creating an air of mystery around both of you.
Doesn’t that sound trilling ??

Plus, there is a small texting fee of 0.29 cents per text you send. But that shouldn’t put you off when you are seriously looking for a new partner or replacement. I calculated 6 texts a day x 6 months = $156.60 -> so the person better be worth it.

You start texting with the person and they describe themselves and what they do and so forth. And you can just imagine girls that could be the man of your dreams and can hardly wait to meet-up with him because you have fallen in love with his text messages and feel swept off your feet. Well the time is up and your heart is fluttering and you doll yourself up for the evening and there he is waiting for you at the restaurant sitting at the table and you wonder to yourself “ is that the guy I have been texting with for the past 3 months?”

Somehow, he doesn’t really look like the description he used of himself in the text message or maybe he had been sniffing the cork when he wrote you and so naturally his thoughts could have been somewhat distorted from alcohol. But, you say to yourself “he wrote such lovely texts, so he has to be a nice guy.”
You force yourself over to the table and he is automatically in love with you. Than what???

Save me!!

I am sure you would be able to get yourself out of this with some sort of trusty white lie; like -> oh, I forgot to take the dog out before I came here and I must rush back home right now or else he may crap on my new carpet. Nothing worse than a stained carpet to ruin your evening.

And there you go your evening is saved!

Now guys, you may be faced with a similar problem with this form of dating too. But, no fears either if the gal isn’t exactly what you thought she would be.

You say to her: Just a moment I need my app for excuses and then you can say -> Oh, I forgot today is Tuesday and every week at this time I meet-up with all my buddies at our knitting group, so sorry I have to rush now because I don’t what to miss out on how to knit a pair of socks. And there you go freed from the turmoil of the date.

I really don’t think the gal would believe you but then again it’s better than telling her straight out that you are not interested.

But I could be wrong here with this and maybe you both may hit it off and have a great time and then it’s money well invested. And if that is true then I hope both of you enjoy yourselves together!

Golf Balls and Goof Balls

Now that spring is here where I am living one can start to enjoy outdoor activities such as golf. I am by no means a professional player nor do I want to be one either. I just love to hit those balls around the course and watch them fly through the air in the direction that I didn’t want them to go.

I have read and taken lessons on how to tee-off and hit the ball when you are on the fairway and I must say those manufactures of the golf balls must hate me or have planted a special chip in the ball that makes it always land in the water or sand trap or wherever else it shouldn’t land.

I think there is a golf ball conspiracy out there against me…

Recently while out golfing I teed-off and my ball landed right in the middle of the pond in the fairway.
But thank heavens I had my thigh waders for fishing with me and so I put them on and waded out into the pond and found my ball and could easily hit it because I had my new deep water club for hitting balls from a pond.

And believe me it makes a world of difference to know that you don’t need to drop a new ball and I can still stay within the par!

This is a real life saver.

While out on the course again there was someone with a GPS thingy that calculated everything for you and the only thing it didn’t do was hit the ball.

Where has the fun gone in the game of golf -> I ask ???

When do I need such a device plus it’s only more junk to carry around and with all the other stuff I need along with my supply of paper cups for the unknown beer stop or my thigh waders for the water I have no space for it. And if the battery dies then I am SOL and won’t be able to play at all.

But maybe that device has a hidden chip in it that controls the direction of my ball and then I could manage to get my ball onto the green in one stroke. I would be ecstatic if that happened. And then I would only need one more stroke and bingo -> my ball is in the hole.

But after that is the next hole where there is some long grass at the edge of the fairway and here I don’t worry either because I have my long grass cutter club and this works just like a hedge trimmer, so when I hit my ball the grass is cut away at the same time leaving the fairway free for me. Great device and a “must have” for this season!

And as I walk along the course it happens too sometime that my ball is drawn by the magnetic powers of the sand trap and seems to want to land in it. Again as a professional woman golfer; I have my sand shovel club and with one dig I am out of the trap and onto the green.
Life can be so easy when you know how to golf correctly and own the right set of clubs too.

After a short beer break at the 11th hole then it’s off again onto the course for the other adventures that I may face and believe me there are many!!!

I just mentioned all my great clubs that I own, but what I forgot was all those golf balls and what they are supposed to do for me.

It is said that they should fly far -> how? Do they have a built in engine somewhere?

Lightweight -> I thought all golf balls weighed less than a ton or am I missing out somewhere?

For men -> Why don’t you like us gals?

For women -> great colors now all you need to do is program then to land on the green after teeing off. Please do this for me and then you will have won my heart!

So I am sure many of you avid golfers out there will want to rush out for a new set of clubs like mine, but don’t forget you need the right ball or it will be a goof ball game of golf!

Looking for Mr. or Ms. Marble

I never before thought about being in love with a marble statue but supposedly somewhere in the world someone is.
This could be seen as bringing a whole new meaning to the words dating and relationships for guys and gals.

I’ll be somewhat old fashioned and start with “Ladies first” and list the pros and cons of such a relationship.

Pros
Your Mr. Marble never argues with you -> now this is a real plus and saves your nerves and you won’t go gray so fast from arguing with someone.

Never complains -> This is even better because there is no one there to say that dinner is cold or his shirts aren’t pressed right and so forth.

Virtually maintenance free -> never have to do any laundry or clean up after him, so this means more free time to do what you want.

There are many other things too that I could list here but then I would run out of space.

Though there are a couple of cons to a Mr. Marble too:

Mr. Marble can’t talk -> this makes for a very one sided conversation and could get boring after awhile, and because I love to talk; I am not too sure about such a guy.

Can’t take me out ->now here’s a real problem. Just think about it; you reserved a table at a nice restaurant and you show up with Mr. Marble and take your seat and he is seated next to you. Well, don’t be surprised if you get some strange looks, and the worst part is when you are finished you have to pay for the meal yourself, plus you never get invited out by Mr. Marble.

I like to be invited out, so this defiantly wouldn’t work for me!

The worst one is driving around in your car. You have to chauffeur Mr. Marble everywhere and pay for the gas on top of that too. But if you own a bicycle you can put Mr. Marble in the basket and ride around with him and be the envy of all your gal friends.

Still somehow a real guy seems more appealing to me. But then again I never had a Mr. Marble.

The worst thought of all is; what happens when Mr. Marble accidentally falls on the floor and shatters into a thousand pieces??? Will you be able to replace him and is he insured with accidental cover?

Otherwise, there could be serious trouble in your life, unless to deliberately threw Mr. Marble on the ground because you had enough of him and wanted a newer model. Now that’s not bad. No arguing crying or divorce. One drop and he’s out of your life!

Now guys, I haven’t forgotten you here either. There’s the Ms. Marble version who will never talk back to you either and can sit next to you hours on end as you watch sports on TV and never complaining about it. Or just plain o’l cruise around with Ms. Marble in the car and be the envy of all your buddies and the advantage of Ms. Marble is she’s a cheap date.
No more spending money on needless dates that don’t lead anywhere because Ms. Marble won’t lead you anywhere either. Ms. Marble will always have a face of stone so no worries there either.

This whole issue brings you to think that times are really changing and if you want to keep abreast of them, then maybe you should consider in investing in a Mr. or Ms. Marble at an unbelievable cheap price of $19.95 plus tax and a five year guarantee against rust. So rush out now before Friday and pick yourself up one for a stress free weekend.