Just between us is when we get together once a month or so and say the things that you think but don’t really say. Or you do say, but only to certain people. I’ll go first, then you share in the comments and everyone will feel a whole lot better.
JUST BETWEEN US…
Can I tell you a secret? The plastic bag ban kind of annoys me.
Don't get me wrong, I'm environmental AF and almost always bring my own bag to the grocery store, but when I DO choose to get a plastic bag it's usually because I want to repurpose it for something else.
I use produce bags to store food in, like open packages of cheese, fresh bread that I don't want to go stale, and that kind of thing. I use carry bags as garbage bags and for a few other things.
They introduced a new plastic bag tax in Europe in May, so we now pay extra for each bag we take, including produce bags which were not previously taxed. I think this new tax is TOALLY FAIR and I'm 100% happy to pay the fee when I choose to take a bag.
But, a lot of grocery stores have completely eliminated plastic produce bags and replaced them with paper bags, which are TOTALLY USELESS. They're bulky and annoying, often times damage the produce, and when I bring them home they go straight into the recycling bin, rather than being repurposed before being recycled.
Can't a lady just wrap her cheese in a re-used produce bag? Is that too much to ask?
Asking for a friend.
I like mayonnaise. I like it a lot. But I have never, and potentially will never make my own.
Why, you ask? Because raw eggs big time squig me out. I don't even taste raw cookie dough if I know there are eggs in it.
And yes, I know there are raw eggs in the store-bought mayo, but I didn't see them go in there and it is therefore not a problem for me la la la la can't hear you.
I just think if I made homemade mayo from scratch I'd never be able to bring myself to actually eat it. How do you get around an aversion like this in the name of delicious, delicious mayo?
Speaking of foods I'm afraid to make, I am also afraid to deep fry things. I'm not afraid of the fat (pu-lease, balance yo) or of the process (like burning myself) but of what to do with the oil when I'm done.
Throw it away? Reuse it? How? Where? I have so many questions. And so many homemade doughnuts I'd like to make. Tell me your deep fry secrets. Cause let's be real: Air Fryers are rad and all, but deep fryers they are not.
Whenever I find a loose eyelash on my face I *have* to hold it on my finger tip, make a wish, and blow it away. Always. Ever.
But the other day I was washing my face and saw that there were not one, but TWO eyelashes resting on my cheeks, and you know what I did? NOTHING. Just left them on there and washed my face. And now I'm filled with regret and shame and worry that I may have ruined my life, if not everyone's lives, by that thoughtless act of laziness.
Deep breaths. We're going to be ok.
I don't miss my kids when I'm not with them. I don't know if that makes me a terrible mother or a well adjusted person or a bit of both, but there it is. The peace and quiet is just so glorious.