One-offs: The Swiffer

How did people kill spiders before the Swiffer?  I have an extreme spider phobia, complete with the shakes, cold sweat, dizziness, it’s ridic.  So for someone like me, who wants nothing to do with spiders, but often finds herself home alone and having to kill one, this is a life saver!  Let me tell you, once you spot that thing you have to kill it.  This is not an option.  You cannot have that thing crawling around God knows where possibly crawling on you.  AND when you attempt to kill it, it has to be a one shot bulls eye that both kills and completely squashes every last inch of that thing, you can’t take any risk that you will miss it.

My Savior

My Savior

My handy dandy Swiffer allows me to:

  • Keep a good 4 feet distance from that spider
  • Hover over it closely ensuring I do not miss
  • A flat surface so that there are no grooves it can escape in
  • A large surface so I only have to take a quick peek at the spider, put up my Swiffer and crush
  • An easy to clean surface, one quick wipe (which is left for my husband.  I mean I killed it, I’m certainly not going up close to it and touching it)
  • You can easily rub it back and forth ensuring said spider has been completely quashed
  • Due to flat, large surface you can usually pull away the Swiffer and the spider doesn’t come falling down which could lead to screaming, more panic that it may be alive, etc.

In conclusion, I love my Swiffer.  It doesn’t wash floors great, but it’s great for gathering cobwebs and dust and of course what it was designed for, killing spiders!  Thank you my little green friend.

Sound Memory

According to an article on Live Science, sights, sounds and smells can all evoke emotionally charged memories. A new study suggests why: The same part of the brain that’s in charge of processing our senses is also responsible, at least in part, for storing emotional memories.

It’s incredible how hearing a song, even 10, 20, 30 years after an event took place, that song can take you immediately back to that memory in time. It can be a positive or negative memory, but for me, I can always picture that scene as soon as I hear the song that triggers the memory.

Here are some songs that bring me back to a place and time in my life, and probably always will…

Vengaboys “We Like to Party” reminds me of when my best friend and I went to Zero Gravity, a teenager friendly night club in the suburbs that was all the rage at the time. We went to see the Vengaboys perform, but I remember distinctly being on the dance floor in front of a platform were the group was singing and I remember the exact dance they were doing at that moment.

Black Eyed Peas “I Gotta Feeling” brings me back to my wedding when the dance floor was packed and I was dancing with my husband, my brother and my brother’s best friend, being sandwiched more specifically.

Linkin Park’s “Bleed It Out” reminds me of a Linkin Park concert we went to at the First Midwest Theater in Tinley. It was a tour with other bands, Linkin Park being the headliners. I remember it was a younger crowd and My Chemical Romance really got the crowd going and pumped up. When Linkin Park came on and sang Bleed It Out, I remember everyone went crazy, jumping in their seats, singing at the top of their lungs, completely rocking out. It was the song I remember above all the others I heard that day.

Coldplay’s “Yellow” brings me back to a time with my ex-boyfriend, mainly because he said the song reminded him of me. Enough said about that.

B-52’s “Love Shack” reminds me of when I was in high school and we attended our local Octoberfest. Me and my friends got on stage and sang awful karaoke to that song on a stage, in front of a pretty big crowd of people. We were later interviewed for the local paper and made the article for our rendition.

Billy Joel’s “She’s Got a Way” reminds me of my husband who said he thinks of me every time he hears it.

Elton John’s “Your Song”, the Moulin Rouge version, also reminds me of my husband. We both fell in love with the rendition we heard when we first watched Moulin Rouge and when I hear it I think of dancing with him to it in our living room.

It’s pretty interesting how our brains work and how some lyrics combined with some musical tones combined with an experience are forever stamped in your memory, always there, just waiting to be reminisced.