Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Just what is POO-POURRI?

I'm not normally one to recommend products, but this one caught my eye on Oprah. Of course, any thing Oprah recommends or puts on her favorites list is sure to be a hit with women. The product of choice is simply called POO-POURRI. It is not cheap, but it does what it claims to do.

Okay, POO-POURRI claims to create a barrier to embarrassing bathroom odors. You know what kind of odors I'm talking about here. The label of the bottle reads: There once was a young lad from Rhone whose odor he'd rather disown. Now he's taming his poo by annointing the loo and now happily sits on his throne! Corny right? It also tells you to Spritz the bowl before you go and no one else will ever know. http://www.poopourri.net/
Suppose you go to a swanky dinner party and have to use the bathroom. You like me will either look high and low for a can of Lysol or Renuizit or a match. You've also got to pray no one will enter the bathroom for 20 minutes and put the fan on high. With POO-POURRI all you need to do is this. To anoint: Shake well, lift throne (toilet) lid & seat, spray directly onto the surface water until covered (4-6 sprays). Proceed to use throne as usual. Now please note that this product is a blend of Natural Essential Oils. It is natural and non-toxic, biodegradable but for external use only. Avoid Eye Contact. Haha. It is also a choking hazard and must be kept away from children. It was never tested on animals and is actually made in the USA. So, here's the bottom line. I think it works but am afraid to ask my housemate for a second opinion. A .4 fl. ounce bottle cost me $14.95, but my bathroom smells lemony fresh. You be the judge. At least the spray bottle is recyclable too and comes in a convenient travel size.

Thursday, September 25, 2008


Have you ever lost something for say 2 months only to have it magically reappear just as you are about to re-purchase that item? Or better yet, after you've bought a replacement? Well, this past February I took a trip to Hawaii with my husband. For this trip I packed my all important U2 iPod and a book entitled, "God's Blogs," by Lanny Donoho.

About a month ago my husband searched through a suitcase of ours and found my Ipod. I'm telling you I was sure the thing had been stolen from our swanky hotel room in Waikiki. That was also the last time I saw my devotional book. I was really bumming about losing the book, yet rejoicing over my newly found iPod. My friend Cindy and I happened to discuss devotionals and I mentioned my lost book. Cindy is a generous person and she gave me her copy of said book with the inscription, To Denine: Let the lost be found! Man I couldn't believe she'd done such a nice thing for me.

A week later my husband found my copy of the book while rooting through another suitcase. I'm beginning to think I've lost my mind at this point, not just my personal belongings. The following Sunday I re-gifted my book to Cindy at church. We had a good laugh, an over 40 laugh if you will. Below is an excerpt from God's Blogs. The subject is Laughter and here it goes:
I put laughter in your system to make you stronger and healthier and happier, and it is, as I have said before, a great medicine that gives life. And postpones death.

I created funny. I created laughter. I created the ideas behind funny words, like...juxtaposition and funny people and I did it all for You.

Life's too short there on earth to take everything too seriously. So...look around, lighten up. I wanna see you laugh. And when you do, I'll be laughing with you. GOD

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Reflection on 9/11

I'm sure that I am one of millions out there contemplating this life changing day. My heart goes out to all of those who have lost loved ones. My heart goes out to the thousands of workers who are now suffering ill effects from the debris, dust, ash and smoke they ingested during the days that followed the attacks. However, my heart was not as heavy today as at was in years past. Perhaps it is because I did not spend hours glued to the television screen this morning... perhaps because I was just too busy to truly reflect. I consider this a shame given the fact that a mere seven years have passed since 9/11.

My good friend Annette reminded me that as Americans we're to take time out to pray for our nation. Unfortunately, I did not hear of this appeal until after lunch time. Again, I found myself preoccupied and too busy to slow down long enough to pray.

When I arrived home tonight at 7:30 p.m, I had time to eat some pizza and to check my Facebook account. There I saw that another friend had sent me a piece of "flair" admonishing me to remember 9/11. So friends, it is now time to reflect, to remember and to pray for this great nation we do live in. Excuse me while I block out all of my personal distractions to pray.

Until next time, breathe.