Ever heard of a ROOMBA? It’s a nifty new little vacuum thingy that works like a vacuum robot. It’s all the rage on Table Talk and the tarts are loving it. Read on: (BTW, WEP = Worth Every Penny)
Roomba verdict: WEP. WEP, WEP, WEP. Awesome. Picks up cat hair like no other vacuum. Easy to empty (there are several ways to empty, BTW, I had hardly anything in the particle bin, but much stuff in brushes and filters). Goes under end tables. Navigates around dining room table four-footed pedestal. Handles my oriental rug fringe just fine. Flummoxes cats. Does a far better job than a human with a vacuum cleaner. My dining room floor has never been so clean, and now it’s doing the living room, all on one charge.
I am VERY happy with this purchase. If you don’t have one, you should drop whatever you’re doing and go out and buy one immediately. Seriously.
I took the first step of getting a steam cleaner (well, renting it) and plan to do the rugs to get up some of the cat hair. Next step is to buy a ROOMBA on the sly (ie: H won’t know) and get it going. If he asks me how much, I will just say “$60) – they run like $199 but you can use the 20% off coupon at Bed, Bath and Beyond and bring it down to a reasonable amount)
How pathetic am I that a ROOMBA is such a big deal? Someone on the boards commented that she wanted a “CatBoxBA” and I couldn’t agree more!
Anyway, I am feeling low level pooty because I think the part of H’s most recent illness has gotten to my ears and they hurt (along with my throat). I fear I am too sick to go to Baltimore for easter (actually, I want to attend game 6 of the Caps/Tampa Bay playoffs – but unless I am bleeding out my ears, the mother will NOT be happy about the non-appearance). Thus, I am carting my ass to Baltimore for ham.
Which reminds me of the story of the miraculous potaot salad. One year I went to visit my friend Charlie in Florence SC for Easter. The night before I was bound and determined to make this potato salad the way my Grandma did. But C had his own ideas and made a recipe he found somewhere. It was hideous! I am so not kidding. He went off to work (he worked nights) and I promptly got on the phone with my grandmother and asked how I could rehabilitate this sorry excuse for PS. She told me, I did it and it tasted fine. I did not tell C that I did this. Next morning, he tastes it and announces that all it needed was to sit in the refrigerator overnight and it was perfect! HAHAHH I laughed inside at that one. He always fancied himself a cook. He wasn’t. Trust me on this.
Anyway … Caps better win tomorrow. Not much I can do about it. Fuckety. I can’t even watch the damn game. :(
C-A-P-S Caps, Caps, Caps Caps!! Go Caps!!!
(waves to my pal Kim – Caps fan extraordinaire!)
Lisa, it was the potato salad that did you in I think.
Anyhow the Roomba I hear kind of wanders around in random directions and frequently has to be recharged and have its pickups removed. Nice idea, not very practical.
I saw the equivalent of a grass cutting thingie recently up near Fox Mill. I had never seen one before and I was surprised to see one at all. Considering how much they cost I’d worry they would be stolen.
Aw, I can’t believe you didn’t come today! I hope you feel better! We sent home lots of cookies with Bill so make sure you get them all. :D Happy Easter!!