Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Oh, KRIPES!
Do you know how much ibuprofin cost? A small fortune! And I'm not talkin' Advil, here. Just the plain old generic-store-brand-creep-down-your-throat-before-getting-stuck-in-your-esophogus type. Yeah. You know. I spent $15 on the big bottle the other day, because it was only $2 more than the one 1/2 it's size. Packaging I guess.
So anyway, because I only got one bottle, I poured some into a little plastic container to keep in the medicine chest upstairs. And wouldn't you know it, tonight, while taking out the dental floss, I knocked the little plastic thing of pills into the sink which was already wet from the tooth brushing routine. KRIPES! (as my mom used to say) Hundreds of little valuable rust colored pills sitting there disintigrating before my very eyes. And there I was madly scooping them out to try to save them. It felt like gold or diamonds going right down the drain! Now they are sitting on the counter drying out. Randy thinks I'm disgusting. I prefer to call it good stewardship. Life is so stressful.
So anyway, because I only got one bottle, I poured some into a little plastic container to keep in the medicine chest upstairs. And wouldn't you know it, tonight, while taking out the dental floss, I knocked the little plastic thing of pills into the sink which was already wet from the tooth brushing routine. KRIPES! (as my mom used to say) Hundreds of little valuable rust colored pills sitting there disintigrating before my very eyes. And there I was madly scooping them out to try to save them. It felt like gold or diamonds going right down the drain! Now they are sitting on the counter drying out. Randy thinks I'm disgusting. I prefer to call it good stewardship. Life is so stressful.
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