Orbeez

ORBEEZ

I am the type of adult who enjoys things like coloring, Disney, glittery things, Uno and other card games, and dancing in public, and so anytime I catch a whiff of a new fun thing, I need to have it!

One of my friends and happy hour champions, Lindsey, and I were chatting about this at a happy hour a while back with a bunch of our other friends.  She said some of the wisest words that I have ever not heeded:  Don't drink & Prime. 

In absolute full disclosure, she was preaching from experience, because she was telling me about some of the fun things she's come home to, without remembering ordering... however... this is not the case for me.  I don't actually drink that often, and so I always know what I order from Prime... and so there was a perfectly logical explanation for how Orbeez came into my life.

A bit over a year ago, I read an article about how some redneck in Florida (or someplace where this would not surprise you) was arrested, and his children were taken away from him, because he filled the back of his pickup with Orbeez, plopped his kids in there, and drove around town like this.

I needed Orbeez, whatever they were.  I ordered them off of Prime the same moment I finished reading that article.

So, I bought one bag of them.  They are water beads.  You can buy them, and even a little gun for them, which is like a marshmallow gun, and it is fun for hours.  People also use them in foot spa things, and you've seen them used in vases for plants and bamboo in various restaurants without taking note.  Oh, and you've seen them in those fragrance things.

Stop paying $10 for these.  Just grab a few of my Orbeez and some essential oils or something.   You're welcome. 

So, I bought them, and brought them into work, and distributed them.  Over a year later, and we are all still playing with them. (Also, I have moved to 3 different buildings over the past year, so sometimes I will be visiting a different building, and see Orbeez at someone's desk... They came from me.  My Orbeez are all over the company at this point.) They are so pretty, that people just put them in a vase and put them on their desks.  

There's regular size...

They start out the size of a seed. Leave them in water for a few hours and they grow... AND THEY BOUNCE. 

And there is GIANT SIZE:

After soaking a few hours... (they look like BRAINS)

After soaking for a day

"What is the point," you may ask.

Nothing.

They are fun to look at.  And they are fun/therapeutic to smash into one thousand bits of SQUISH.

And, once you are finished with them, you can toss them into the garden, to keep The Things a bit hydrated during the melty days.

Have you made any fun discoveries worth sharing about?
(Please send me the Prime link...)

Unpublished

I feel compelled to tell you that I often write blogs, but never get around to publishing them, because they don't feel quite finished to me.   In this case, I am going to just publish this one, even though 1) it is from October, and 2) it contains characters of the past.  It's okay.  Some events are timeless.  Enjoy this unfinished draft.

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HELLO.
How is everyone??
October was insanely busy for me!  I am glad that I don't have to do anything for a few weeks.

Adulting

I email or text Gym Rat just about daily to inform of my spills and trips.

And this happened the other day...

3:22 pm Veronica: GUESS WHAT

3:22 pm Gym Rat: wut

3:22 pm Veronica: i just realized my shirt has been on backwards

3:22 pm Gym Rat : OMG

3:22 pm Gym Rat: that's so you

3:22 pm Veronica:  It IS so me.

Narrator:  It was so Veronica.

3:22 pm Gym Rat: did you spill something on it too?

3:23 pm Veronica: earlier...  but fortunately, it was technically on the back of the shirt... so   now it's on the back and no one can see it.

3:23 pm GR: lolz.  smooth.  you should start doing that from now on.

3:23 pm GR: and switching halfway through the day

3:24 pm Veronica: yes... or just switching it before and after lunch

3:24 pm Veronica: i might need to go blog about this real quick

3:24 pm GR: YES!

I have been in very important meetings today and literally no one has said "HEY YOUR SHIRT AIN'T RIGHT." Sometimes people assume that I know that my shirt is on inside out, or that there is food or plants in my hair, or that there's food on my face.  PLEASE CORRECT ME.  I don't have a lot of mirrors in my life and also I never think about it.   I am a community effort, people!  

The other day when I was walking around Marshall's with a pair of jeans, and by the time I got to the Housewares department, I noticed that a cane wielding old man was walking directly behind me.  Probably 85 years old.  He followed me and followed me, and I tried to just be patient about the situation, as he examined every item that I examined, and touched every thing that I touched. 

Finally, he grabbed the pants I was carrying, and started speaking to me in Portuguese, saying what seemed to be something along the lines of, "These are nice, oh, they are black, I didn't know you needed pants."    I stared at him blankly.

Then he realized that I am a stranger, and laughed and laughed and apologized, and said he thought that I was his wife, whom he now had totally lost somewhere in the store.

These types of things happen to other people, right?  Is it really just me?

These funny little stories end up scribbled on post its and jotted down in my phone because they are silly and bring me out of myself a little.  The silliest things inspire me or make me over think.