Multi Tasking Catastrophe

My day is now ruined by the multi tasking news report that men are better at it than us gals….. I’m sunk!! Whoever would have dreamed that guys would overtake us gals at our favorite thing – multi tasking?

Well, I surely never dreamed that the day would come when it would be announced that guys are better than us gals at multitasking. I have been multitasking for years with the household and at work and wherever else I need too. Have guys been secretly taking notes so that they can copy the way we manage our time by doing a couple of things at once????

I bet I know how it started… at least in my house. My guy is hiding behind the newspaper pretending that he is reading it and saying to me when I ask him “can you help me?” , but what do/did I hear “sorry, honey I’m busy reading the newspaper.” Right, now I know he was there taking notes studying the way I multitasked around the house and now after a couple of years has collected enough information to be able to multitask better than me.

Ok, this does not hold true around our place and I would guess he will be multitasking out in the garage- fiddling around with the car drinking a beer and chatting with one of his buddies…. Multitasking at its finest – Right guys???? Whereas, I am cleaning the house loading the washing machine and then the dishwasher… as my guy would say you are better at multitasking in the house then I am!!!

Now the work issue of multitasking could be that my guy coworkers have been taking notes too to try to figure out just how do we gals multitask at work… though multitasking at work isn’t always a good idea, if you ask me because you may not always accomplish what you want to and it may be be counterproductive too. Then again what is multitasking at work?? Talking on the phone and drinking a coffee or is it being in a boring meeting and listening to the chair speaking and you are playing with your cell phone??? Multitasking at work takes on many forms when I look around my office and so I think I better keep on my toes so that you guys don’t win the multitasking award of 2012 at our office.

I think I will look into this guy thing that guys can multitask better than us gals this weekend because I as a gal do not want to lose the reputation of not being able to multitask …. I could cry at the thought… though my guy could take over my multitasking at home and I could then spend some more time multitasking with my friends over a coffee and a good chat.

Enjoy your multitasking !!!

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Dishwasher and Dinner guests

While watching TV I saw a commercial that really got my attention. It was about doing the dishes in the dishwasher and it got my really thinking about my machine. There is supposedly a new detergent tab on the market for your dishwasher that will bring a whole new aspect to using the dishwasher and this could revolutionize how you use your dishwasher!

My gosh all those years of using my dishwasher and I didn’t know that. What kind of person am I?
Though naturally I haven’t put too much thought into this chore before but now after seeing that commercial I knew as I sat there on the sofa that I must buy that product before my next dinner party or else it will be a disaster. And that I don’t want…..

But you are still wondering how I bet?

Well it’s simple: Just think there you are at your dinner table with your guests talking about the normal stuff or comparing apps on your cell phones – how boring!! All you need to do is get everyone into the kitchen pop a tab in the dishwasher and then turn the machine on and presto a man appears playing the piano for you and your guests. And he plays the whole time the machine is running too. What could be better? You can say what you want but that would be a real hot conversation topic and everyone would remember the evening at your place.

Once the dishwasher program is finished then the pianist disappears too. What I find a bit disturbing is that the guy doesn’t hang around and take the clean dishes out of the dishwasher and put them away for you. I mean really for the price of those tabs I want to get my money worth and not some empty promise and that ruined my dinner party because I was using the wrong dishwasher tab!

But if you don’t own a dishwasher don’t worry; you can have a doing the dishes party and like the old ad years ago –> make sure you have the right dish washing liquid to ensure soft skin. Wouldn’t want your party to end with dish pan hands….wrinkly skin ahoy

With the party method everyone has to wash their own dishes and dry them too saving the host/hostess time plus no worries your guest are busy and they don’t get bored so fast either.

But back to the dishwasher, guys this could be a real date saver for you when you use this product. The machine is running the guy is playing the piano and your date is sitting there speechless because she never knew that you were the kind of guy that did such things. This should be at the top of your list next time you want to impress a gal at your place.

So next time you are out shopping don’t forget to buy this nifty product to bring a classical touch to doing the dishes with the dishwasher. Have fun doing the dishes!

Dust in the Den

A hard moving fact Dust! That pesky stuff seems to be everywhere you turn. Well; I heard there is a great new vacuum cleaner to make the job more enjoyable and as you can think in the ad they depicted a woman smiling away enjoying every second of the vacuuming experience.

Why can’t they show a guy – I ask? Guys vacuum too??? Really now there are thousands of single guys throughout the world who just love to vacuum their places. And I am sure they enjoy it just as much as gals do if maybe not even more with a high tech vacuum cleaner or the dust app.

Now the dust app is very unique in the household and shouldn’t be confused with the do the dishes app. The dust app works like this:
You press it and then you look at the display of your cell phone and it tells you how many inches of dust has accumulated in your place and suggests when you should vacuum again. Can save many a day if the guy has asked some gal over for dinner. Don’t want her showing up and doing the white glove test and finding dust on the shelf – do we?

Then again there’s the more advanced model of vacuum cleaners for those who are more into multi-tasking and gadgets and this I must stress is a real “must have for 2012”.

I will let you in on a little secret right now. Not too many people have this model yet. So do order right away so you don’t have to wait months for this great vacuum cleaner. And can be the first in your neighborhood to have one.
I would scream at the thought of being left behind with an older vacuum cleaner…. Oh the perils of dust!!

Well, here’s how this great vacuum cleaner works and looks. You may need to close your eyes and imagine this once you have read about how it looks, because this way you get a full idea of how great it is.

It’s a floor model that you can pull along across the floor in a wide range of colors too.
On the metal hose bit there’s an extra attachment that you can attach for holding beverages, like a cup of coffee or a beer or for the more demanding vacuumer there’s the wine glass attachment, so if you feel like a little sip while you’re busy.

Plus, there’s the cell phone or TV holder – maybe you want to text a couple of messages to your friends telling them that you are vacuuming and how much fun it is. But the best attachment is the retractable cloths line that you can attach at the back of the vacuum, so that you can dry your cloths while vacuuming. The great thing with this is that it spins around while you are vacuuming, so that by the time you have finished vacuuming your house the laundry is dry too. So no worries about rainy weather. Great thing!!

Additionally, there’s the workout too that goes along with this too, because you have to pull this whole set-up through your house as you vacuum. This saves you the trip to the local fitness studio. I mean really, how can one resist such an experience? It really puts a whole new light on vacuuming – don’t you think?

So next time you have to vacuum do consider this multi- tasking vacuum cleaner to lighten your work load around the house.
Have fun vacuuming!

Electric Cars

Electric cars are the coming thing in transport and many people are interested in them as are the manufacturers that what you to buy them.
Are they really good for the environment or are those manufactures just jumping on the “Eco Bandwagon” trying to convince us that we need such a vehicle?

Those folks at the auto manufactures have invested tons of money and I am sure they want a return on their investment and so have to push their product no matter what.

What I don’t understand is where is the electricity going to come from to power those electric vehicles; when they want to shut down more atomic power plants that produce electricity.

You need electricity for everything now-a-days besides a car. Just think about it for a moment.

You need electricity from the time you get-up to the time you go to bed plus even when you are asleep too. You need electricity for almost every step you take.

Your alarm clock goes off – electricity

Your coffee at home or in a café – electricity

Radio, TV, at work, or shopping , and at the gas station – you need electricity.

Your computer or cell phone, cooking or eating out it is all connected to electricity and then I am supposed to buy an electric car to save energy?

Please tell me how???

I ask those folks making electric cars: How am I saving electricity with an electric car?
Plus, I can’t drive very far either before I have to recharge the battery again. And that means I need electricity for my car and if I have to wait I’ll drink a coffee and/ or have something to eat, and playing with my computer too -> you need electricity.

I am dumbfounded here with all this electricity because at the end of the day no one is using less electricity, and they may be using more because some marketing person is saying everything is energy efficient so please buy more of everything that runs on electricity!

But where is the extra electricity going to come from and who’s going to pay the price for it??

And so everyone goes out with a good feeling and buys more thinking that they are doing their share because that little rating label on the product say so. Has anyone thought about the production methods behind the product or where it is shipped from and the amount of electricity and other sorts of resources that are used to produce it? I bet not

Electricity is also a precious thing and resources are required to produce it too and I think people should be aware or make themselves aware of how much electricity they actually use in the course of a day otherwise too the lights may go out for a long time and there you are sitting in the dark because no one thought about how much electricity they needed and your electric car will sit in the garage too because there won’t be enough electricity to run it either like your gas run car.

Be aware of how much energy you use and think about your next purchase of an electrical appliance be it large or small -> are you really saving and do you really need it?

The Chocolate Bunny

It was brought to my attention that Easter is just around the corner and hopefully the Easter bunny will find his way to my place with his GPS tracking system.

I can remember when I was a kid that was a great time of year and I believed that the Easter bunny visited our house not like kids now-a-days not believing in anything. And if the weather was warm enough we could search for Easter eggs outside; though I did have to be pretty fast because if I wasn’t our dog Cesar would find the chocolate eggs before me and eat them paper and all. The amazing part was that Cesar never got sick from eating so much chocolate with paper and if he did I never noticed it.

But I can remember one Easter that was really cold and the snow was still on the ground so that meant no looking for chocolate eggs outside. But that didn’t dampen my spirits because I knew the Easter bunny would come to my house and hide some chocolate eggs anyways.

Like always I got up early hoping to get a glimpse of the Easter bunny but no luck. The Easter bunny was like Santa Claus you never saw either of them but they always left you something great!

Well, on this cold Easter Sunday I thought I found all the small chocolate eggs and was enjoying myself eating them before breakfast. As they always said “start the day off right with a nutritious breakfast.” Well I was!!!

Anyways, the day went on and was over and Monday arrived. My parents never notice that I never found the large chocolate Easter bunny nor did I know anything about it. And since it was Monday my mom like always washed the cloths and once the washing machine was finished threw all the cloths into the wonderful dryer and you guessed it -> my chocolate Easter bunny was hidden in the dryer…

The kitchen seemed to fill-up with the lovely smell of melting chocolate and at first I thought “WOW, mom’s baking something” but quickly realized that wasn’t so. But I could still smell chocolate. My mom came into the kitchen and asked me what I was up to? I told her that I thought she was baking cookies but she said no and that I shouldn’t be in the kitchen.

I didn’t give-up so fast and asked what are you baking because it smells so good and then it dawned on my mom and she asked me “ Did you eat your large chocolate Easter bunny?” I said: No, I didn’t know the Easter bunny brought me one. My mom turned white as a sheet and opened the dryer to see all the freshly washed laundry covered in chocolate. I was devastated when I saw that and asked my mom why did the Easter bunny put my chocolate bunny in the dryer?

My poor mom was speechless but came up with a quick answer saying that the Easter bunny was afraid of Cesar and was worried that he would eat the chocolate bunny.
I was young enough to believe the story but my poor mom had to rewash all the cloths and scrape all the chocolate out of the dryer and never again was a chocolate bunny hidden in the dryer.

Marriage has ended

This is a phenomenon that seems to be happening quite a bit now-a-days and somehow things aren’t like they used to be where you stayed together until death do us part. Those days are long gone.

My grandparents managed 60 years of martial bliss and stuck it out with each other no matter how dire the circumstances were. And I think if it was now-a-days my gran would have left my grandfather faster than you can bat an eyelid. But she was from the old school, so you stayed at the helm and kept a stiff upper lip no matter what.

There are interesting happenings in the world of divorce now-a-days and what people haggle over and about are truly amazing. Plus all these marital contracts to prevent one party from obtaining tooooo much money or possessions from the other person.

But the best is when it comes to things around the house for example the dish washer or washing machine; now who in their right mind would haggle over such things or end a marriage because of a machine? This supposedly happened somewhere in the world and how it exactly went I cannot remember but here is my interpretation of the whole deal.

It started out like this: The couple was in marital bliss and then reality set in were the woman did not train her hubby nor see if he was certified for doing housework and instead of talking to each other about the domestic problems they both let them pass by and one Christmas he bought his wife a dish washer for a present that she did not want. She had hoped for a pair of diamond earrings but -> bad luck!
Then as time went on he purchased her a new washing machine with all the programs but he was unwilling to learn how to use it and after a couple of heated conversations she told him to stick-it.

One day he finally thought he would wash his laundry himself and noted that this is good fun and started doing it regularly and said to his beloved wife you don’t need to do my laundry anymore. She got suspicious and thought maybe he had lipstick on his collar or the smell of another gal’s perfume on his shirts.

This whole scene started a real argument and she said to him: I’ll see you at my lawyers, because I am going to go back to my mother.

He said: Go ahead and so she steamed off with her one and only suitcase and the dishwasher that he had given her. He would not allow her to take the washing machine because he had fallen in love with it and he wasn’t going to part with it.

They met a couple of days later at her lawyers and they came to an amicable agreement were she got some cash and he could keep the washing machine.

The moral of the story is talk to each other and don’t let a washing machine ruin your marriage.

Childhood memories

Now that spring is here and the sun is shining I got to thinking about those wonderful spring days of my childhood. We spent hours outside and our parents never worried about us and we were free to do whatever we wanted to do. Those were the days!!

Every spring myself and 4 other kids would meet-up to walk to the pond to catch pollywogs ( I hope that I spelt the word correctly.?) in our pails. I was the supplier of the pails because somehow my dad always seemed to have an endless supply of ½ gallon pails for us and we were always grateful for that. We would walk about a mile and ½ to the pond and take our socks & shoes off and wade into the ice cold water and at the same time our feet would turn blue from the cold. But we never got sick from that cold water; we were tough kids back then immune to everything!

After catching our pollywogs we would then count them to see who had the most. I always had the feeling that I was counting the same ones but I was never really sure. Then we would march back home with our pails to show our parents the wonders of nature in our pails. It was always exciting because you had to maneuver your way through the woods and not drop your pail or else that was the end of your pollywogs and they then went to pollywog heaven.

My parents wouldn’t let me keep my pollywogs because my mom thought that was cruel. I never understood her because in the pond there were millions of those things and that’s no joke either! But when my mom said bring your pollywogs back to the pond I normally went over to a friend’s house that had an inflatable swimming pool and we would dump them all in there and feed them daily and watch their progress and see how they grew their legs and turned into frogs.

That was real action not any computer games, TV or such. We learned about nature first hand and spent many wonderful hours outside doing such great things.

Though I do have one memory from my pollywog days that got us in real trouble. We normally took the dog with us that belonged to an elderly lady who live near us. I think the dog was a bit of a handful for her because he was a boxer and loved to run around with us until that afternoon.
Like always we picked Brutus up on our daily hike to the pond to check out what was happening to the pollywogs.

Normally we weren’t afraid of anything except skunks!!!

We were always told to steer clear of them but on that day we were too busy with our pollywogs to watch what Brutus was doing and while we were wading in the water we heard Brutus let out a sort of cry and thought quick we have to see what happened to him and you guessed it right -> the skunk sprayed Brutus and boy did he stink!!!!!!

We thought we could wash him in the pond but that didn’t work and so we went to one of my friend’s house and sprayed Brutus with room air freshener thinking that would do the trick and you know how kids are we somehow forgot about Brutus stinking and brought him back home and said we would visit him tomorrow.

About an hour later my mom got a phone call from Brutus’s owner saying that Brutus stunk like a skunk and did I know anything about it? I couldn’t lie and said yes but pretended that I really wasn’t sure what a skunk was. Bad move on my part because that was the end of my pollywog’s that spring and we all were grounded for a week. But that didn’t stop us from doing the same thing next year -> looking for pollywogs.

We did that for years until somehow we all grew out of that and our interests changed and that was the end of the pollywogs.

Shocking News !

Well as you all know I am an avid reader and like to keep myself up-to-date on all the latest scientific studies. I don’t want to be left behind because I didn’t read an important article that could possible influence my life.

Scientists have come to the conclusion that after years of extensive research that men are not good at or nor do they like doing housework. I am sure the scientists who were involved in this study were men so they too could get out of doing the housework by saying: “Honey, I have to go to the lab now and sorry I won’t be able to help you around the house, but I am sure you can manage the job alone.”

All I can say here is -> he’s lucky he’s not my husband!!!

My question on those guys is: “Why didn’t they just ask me?” I could have given them the answer even though I don’t have a PhD in housework; but I do have enough experience to know what I am talking about here when it comes to doing housework. Though the problem could have been that the scientists forgot to sort their laundry out and the colors bled which held up progress and that’s why the study took so long and they forgot to ask me.

I can only speak for myself here and maybe some of you gals see it the same way as I do. If your husband, boyfriend or guy did the housework without asking him too; it would make front pager news on the local newspaper. I would faint from shock if that happened!!!

Again they listed what men don’t do or do very good around the house:

● Don’t sort the laundry before washing it -> Why, if it’s all the same color there’s less work.

● Don’t like to vacuum -> What happened to the British guy who invented the vacuum cleaner for men? I bet it doesn’t have enough space age technology.

● Can’t manage the dishes -> Just image going to the office with dish pan hands….A good reason to steer clear of this job.

● Repairing things -> Who has the right tool for the job? I’ll be back in an hour with the right tool and hopefully by then you will have forgotten about the job!

So really with all those arguments how could you even imagine thinking about asking your hubby to do the housework????
I find the best one is small repairs around the house. I asked my hubby recently to drill a hole in the wall and put a screw with a fastener thing on it in the hole so I could hang a picture on the wall.

After asking about a trillion times (you know what I’m talking about) I got the electric drill out and all the other stuff that I needed for the job and then my hubby asked me “What am I doing with his drill?” I explained to him what I wanted to do, but he said “Not with my tools!”

I asked myself: Since when are those bloody things his? He went on to explain that I had enough stuff like a dishwasher, washing machine and dryer that he had bought especially for me. I could have exploded when I heard that…
I asked “What about the tools?” and he said “no their mine.”

So, from this incident I could clearly see that household chores are delegated accordingly and I have come to this conclusion without any scientific evidence or research.

But at that moment it dawned on me that I should hold training seminars, so all those men could learn the intricacies of housework and earn themselves a degree in housework. This way when a gal meets a prospective guy he could proudly show her his housework degree and that they know how to do housework; plus the certificate is like software with yearly up-dates so it doesn’t run on the wrong program. And this way it ensures that the gal knows exactly what their getting before they decide to tie the knot.

So, gals please check that your guy is certified guaranteeing quality housework and not like those men in the scientific study.

The Death of the Encyclopedia

A sad day has now come to our lives as I read yesterday. A company in England that has been printing encyclopedias for hundreds of years will stop printing them. Those wonderful works of art; that we will no longer be able to hold in our hands and enjoy its trove of information is coming to an end. This is heart breaking news and if I had enough money I would buy the company and keep printing those wonderful books.

I remember those wonderful books from my childhood. They supplied me with all the answers to my questions and filled my brain with ideas and the longing to learn more. My parents even up-dated our encyclopedias yearly, so that we had the most up-to-date information. And by doing that we weren’t be behind the times.

Those books helped me with many an essay for high school or my science project and accompanied me through college giving me the wisdom so I could graduate. I remember holding those treasured books in my hand with their leather-bound covers that smelt so nice and the richly illustrated pages explaining to me everything that I wanted to know and more.

Those lovely books stood proudly in the bookshelf at our house there on display in alphabetical order so whoever came by could see that we were readers and had an interest in things. And if I asked my parents a question they couldn’t answer they always said “Look in the encyclopedia and there you will find the answer.” And I did that and was always satisfied with what I found. Plus sometimes I found out even more and this quest for knowledge could be satisfied with those great books.

Now-a-days I only have abridged editions but I own them and I have a couple of others in other languages too, because you don’t find that sort of information anymore.

Things are getting lost in the era of the internet and if you aren’t connected to the internet you seem to be left behind. I ask myself “If you don’t have internet access; how do you get information about certain things?” If there are no encyclopedias anymore in the book form then what do you do? Or is society becoming a mass of people with stagnating brains who have no quest for knowledge?

Hold on to your beloved encyclopedias with it treasure trove of information and you may still even be able to use them to answer your question about something and it still looks good on the book shelf too!

The giant schnauzer and the hamster

We had a giant schnauzer named Zeus and he was a fun loving dog who wouldn’t harm a sole including other small creatures too including the new member of our family Harry the hamster.

One summer afternoon I came home with Harry because a friend of mine was moving out of state and couldn’t take Harry with her, so I took Harry and gave him a new home at our house. Zeus loved Harry from the first moment he saw him and wanted to play with him but Harry didn’t want anything to do with this.

Maybe because Harry was a bit smaller that Zeus?

Though there was one thing my friend never told me and that was that Harry knew how to open his cage and get out and explore the house during the day while I was at school. Because when I came home in the afternoon Zeus always had that mischievous look on his face and Harry was always in his cage looking terrified and the cage door was open.
So as you can image I always gave Zeus a little lecture about leaving Harry alone and that under no uncertain terms should he let Harry out and play with him! This went on for weeks and the more I scolded Zeus the dirtier his looks got as if to say:” I didn’t do anything you idiot!”
I really couldn’t understand the situation and nor could my parents either.

Well one day there was no school but Harry didn’t seem to notice this fact and that sneaky little Harry just opened his cage with a couple of paw movements and there he was free to roam the house and Zeus just looking at him from the corner of his eye from his dog bed.
Harry made a run for the kitchen were Zeus’s food bowl was and stole some dry dog food and took off towards the dining room where he expertly hid it behind the buffet and darted back again to the kitchen. This went on for about 20 minutes until I put a stop to it and put him back in his cage and all I can say is he wasn’t too pleased to be caught. I think I ruined his day. I wasn’t really sure how much dog food he had hidden behind the buffet because it was a large solid piece of furniture that you couldn’t move by yourself. Though I will admit I never told my parents about this little incident because if I did that would have been the end of Harry.

Anyways, a couple of weeks past and then one day Harry wasn’t in his cage, so I looked behind the buffet and he wasn’t there and I searched the whole house but no such luck. Then I thought maybe Zeus got mad at him and killed him, but there was no evidence of a battle between the two of them. But at night you could hear some activity in the house because Zeus was wandering around or running after something, but I was never able to catch Harry – he was a really fast hamster!

Then one night when everyone was asleep it happened. Harry decided he needed a cozy place to sleep because I guess it got a bit cold for him behind the buffet and thought he would search for a warmer spot to spend the night.
My parent’s bedroom door was open just a crack (you guessed right) and so Harry thought wow that bed looks warm and somehow crawled under the covers and then there came a scream from my parents bedroom and Zeus charged in and jumped on the bed barking his head off all the while my mom screaming her head off and my dad shouting something (not to be repeated here) and I came charging in to see what happened. Well that sneaky Harry decided to sleep on my mom’s foot and as you can image if you are asleep and feel something like that; it can scare the living daylights out of you and it sure did to my mom!
The dog was on the bed when I can into the room barking at my mom’s feet and my dad was trying to pull Zeus off the bed and get him to stop barking; but to no avail. After things calmed down my dad put Harry back in his cage ( Harry was frozen in fear when he got caught in the bed and couldn’t move.)And locked it up with locking wire and said that Harry had to go by the end of the day or else.

Poor Harry I thought, but I did manage to give him to one of the boys in my class and I naturally never told him that Harry knew how to open his cage. Though, after that incident I wasn’t allowed to have any more rodent type of pets in the house. I wonder why ???????