How Long Should You Wash Your Hands?

happy-birthdayHow many ways do I love Ellie? How much time have I got?

Ellie looked for me for 20 years when I couldn’t find her. She took care of Jessamyn while I was in the hospital having Ariel. She gives me credit for nice things I haven’t even done! (like starting her book club or her bringing Chikumbuso bags to Houston). She recently sent me a clever and personally put together “Divorce Survival Kit”, which included, among other things, Tumms, Visine, and chocolate….lots and lots of chocolate.

Ellie has always got a smile and good advice. And NOW, as a follow-up to yesterday’s ‘secrets of the bathroom’, Ellie has even written my blog for me!

 

A dear friend who was convinced that people don’t wash their hands with enough soap and water after going to the bathroom, taught me her trick.  She sings the “Happy Birthday Song” while she washes her hands.  That way she explained, “you can be sure that you have washed long enough to kill the germs.”  So we were at the movies and we both had to go.  There we were, washing and singing when out of the stall came a lady who said, “Oh thank you dears, how did you know it was my birthday!”

XX Ellie
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Secrets from the Bathroom

Admit….everyone is curious about what really happens in the bathroom….

German men pee sitting down. Yep. It’s true. I learned this back when I was living in Switzerland. While practicing with Regina, my German-speaking partner, I realized some of the cards I was reading at the card shop made absolutely no sense. Yes, humor is hard to translate, but she filled me in. German women hate the mess made around the toilet….those nasty yellow speckles that go everywhere….yuck. And so the solution is: Pee, sitting down. Yes, that means You, Sir!!

Apparently this habit is seen as the triumph of feminism. I’d think getting folks to clean up after themselves might accomplish the same thing.

“Really, Regina?” I asked? “That seems kind of emasculating. Men go along with it?” “Yes, at home, pretty much all men do sit to pee. When they are out in public, probably not.”

Me, don’t like dibbles either, but I’d be more worried about the peeing in public.

Surest way to lock a person with OCD in a bathroom? Remove the towels. I often wondered about wastebaskets in funny places. Like one I saw in an office yesterday, in the alcove between the real restroom—wet area—and the office hallway. The wastebasket is there for folks who will only open bathroom door with hand towel and

then, if no other place, toss it on floor.

Much ado always about handwashing. 92% of folks say they do when using public

One solution to the toilet seat issue.

restroom, but when cameras are there—only to watch handwashing!—only 83% do. And it gets worse, average wash time….11 seconds! And only 33% even use soap.

Never used a towel to open a restroom door myself….but maybe I should!

Men spit in urinals! Just learned this one the other day. Even men who generally don’t spit, often do in public restrooms before they let loose. Why? Been scratching my head about this ever since. The kind of story for which the Internet was invented, I think. Maybe 20-30% of men.

All kinds of proposed reasons…way to “check the territory” for poisonous critters before exposing delicate equipment. (Vestigial behavior, the way dogs swirl around to “tamp the grass” before lying on their beds.) Ammonia and or foul smells, bringing up additional spittle. But, hey, I’ve never seen—or heard–women spit in the toilet. Maybe some trigger in the parasympathetic system to help get the juices flowing.

Love any comments, or anecdotes about this weirdness….and so you won’t have to waste as much internet time as I have, I’m happily sharing the most sensible piece I’ve come across about it.

Does, though, somehow make one even more inclined to wash hands after!

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Wednesday: Hump Day

 

“This looks like a hard one,” said Ariel.” The first word has eight letters. Look at this grid!”

Sure enough, there hardly seem like black spaces, looks more like a Friday puzzle, with big long words. But as we get going it’s actually pretty easy. For a change, I figure out the gimmick. It’s words doubled. Agar agar. Mahi mahi. Hint hint. Once we know the theme, Ariel and I rip right along. Until we get to the upper right corner. Really? ETALIA? Can you see all the erasing that’s gone on there? Didn’t hardly seem fair.

And now I’m a bit worried. Having started this Crossword series, do I need to keep up and show how much harder it’s going to get over the next few days?

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“What is a Bikini Wax, anyway?”

Had occasion just now to speak with a legal professional in the Midwest. Haven’t spoken with him in a good while.

He’d clicked on the link in my email signature to get to the blog here, which of course is the idea. He had a few nice things to say.

“But, Karen, can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“What IS a bikini wax?”

Had a bit of a hard time keeping my professional voice in place, but kinda managed.

“I’m fine talking about this, and giving you insights about bikini waxes, as long as you don’t bill me for the time!”

“Of course.”

So I explained how hair follicles are distributed all over the body, some places those lushly distributed follicles entirely welcome and sought after…top of the head for example. Other places, not so much. On women the bikini line is definitely a not-so-much appreciated hair-ea. Hot wax can be used to remove hair…sometimes lots of the hair, more hair than strictly required for bikini purposes. Apply warm wax to skin and rrrr-ip.

“Hmmm.”

“Some women have more hair than others. Jeffrey Eugenides in his novel, Middlesex, came up with the term The Hair Belt–like the Sun Belt and the Bible Belt–for women from certain geographic areas…Turkey, Morocco, Greece…who seem especially blessed in the hair department.”

“Okay, but what about men? My 25 year-old daughters have talked about this, and I’ve noticed, MEN seem to be doing it. Why do men have less hair? want less hair now?”

Smiled to myself, this man has finally found someone he can ask all those embarrassing questions!

“It’s called ‘manscaping.’ Perhaps comes largely from the gay world, it’s fashion. Men are waxing and shaving heretofore hairy areas of the body. Somehow it’s seen at present as ‘clean and sophisticated.’ ”

“But what’s wrong with hair on a man’s chest?”

“To me, Nothing!”

Most decidedly I did not mention how much truly do appreciate hair on a man’s chest. Sigh.

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Tuesdays are Harder…

Note the pencil, instead of yesterday’s pen. And Monday I did solo, Ariel a bit wrenched out of whack I didn’t give her a turn. But I needed her today. We needed each other. Much passing back and forth of the puzzle. Occasional use of the eraser. Seemed much harder than a ‘usual’ Tuesday, with many deflections, with Will Shortz sending us off to the north with a clue, when really we should head south. “Oil name.” We were, of course, thinking as in OPEC, when the answer was “Wesson.”

And don’t look too closely…mistakes…entirely possible, but Ariel gets full credit for figuring out the key to the puzzle. “Full of holes.”

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