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Thursday, December 31, 2015

Bubble Explosion


I like to pride myself on learning from other's mistakes. I enjoy knowing I skipped certain growing pains as an adult.

One of these was the classic mistake of putting dish soap in a dishwasher. It is supposed to cause massive bubble explosion all over the place.

Or over loading the washing machine to having the same bubble bomb.

I was successful for about 27 years. Then one day I had the bight idea I needed to clean the inside of my disheasher. It's not a crazy idea just different.

I asked New Dude to help with cleaning the spiny water thing while I started to scrub the inside with Mr. Clean and made the inside all super bright and clean.  

Well, because of the cleaning soaps I used in the dishwasher, I ran it empty just to make sure it rinsed all the non dishwasher soap away. 

This lead to the random bubbles slowly leaking out the sides onto the kitchen floor. I walked into a very soapy wet mess. But, seeing as I hate washing floors, I took this opportunity to grab a mop and push the bubbles around until they were gone. And, I had a nice newly cleaned floor.

However, this story is about one of the gifts New Dude and I received at a bridal shower. We received a laundry basket filled with soaps and cleaners. Which, by the way was genius idea. Anyone moving in a house or just living in a house can always use house hold cleaners.

Well, we ran out of dishwasher soap and I went and pulled out a bag of dishwasher pods.

I took one out, threw it in the soap holder and went on with my day.

Well, we also had a set of the laundry pods. I was just tossing one of them in per load. My brother-in-law was like, are you sure you're putting in the right amount? I was like no idea. So I turned the bag around read the directions, found out I should have been using two pods and went on with my day.

Later that day after I had loaded the dishwasher and went to put in the dishwasher pod. I thought about how I had been wrong with the washing machine, I should probably check this pack too.

I turned the bag around......

Wait... that isn't what a dishwasher looks like.

Yup, that's right, I had been putting in laundry soap in my dishwasher.

Good news, it also cleans dishes very well.

Bad news.... I'm and idiot.


Eh, oh well, new lesson learned, new story.

Monday, December 28, 2015

Spider



*Note* due to not having any brain power this post is late. Sorry*

I have been up late trying to get things done for Christmas for the last 5 days. I'm talking bed times of 1 am or later and up at or around 7 am. I am what most people refer too as exhausted.

I can feel it. Most of the time I'm tired, and I don't feel it. Now, I feel it in my eyes. They have that staring out at things for too long feeling. The slightly warm glazed over feel. My brain is mush. I had one co-worker tell me I sounds like I'm on drugs. Slurring words and stopping in mid thought and sentence. As we all know, I don't do drugs. Plus, because of work, I just took a pee drug test(moving positions/companies inside of the same company. Our structure confuses me. I am just happy I'm not in the tax department)

As I'm sitting in a team meeting, functioning the best I can, it comes to my turn to talk about whatever concerns me. As I talk about boring office randomness that only happens in corporations when I feel a tickle on my neck. I assume it was a loose hair on my neck. I brushed it away, the ticket stopped. Forward about 5 minutes and now I'm warm. I remove the jacket that I was wearing and put it on my lap. That is when I noticed my little stowaway.

Sitting right there a spider on my jacket. My response, just throw the entire jacket over my head and onto the floor behind me. Needless to say, there was  laughter and a slow fuzzy brain of acknowledgement from me.

My jacket laid on the floor until the meeting ended. I looked in every pocket, flipped the jacket inside out more than once and found no 8 legged friend.

Lesson learned, sleep more and always smack tickles on your neck, don't assume they are stray hairs.

Has anyone else been attached by a spider while at work? If so let me know with a comment below. Thanks!