neversremedy8 | Of Amateur Ads & Alternative Solicitors

Nom nom. Rapunzel's organic hazelnut chocolate spread: finally, an answer to my Nutella cravings! I can see putting this as frosting on cupcakes and sprinkling crushed hazelnuts on top. NOM NOM!!! *wishes she had bread*

It sounds like an ad, but seriously, this is good stuff! Even Ana likes it, which is a good sight better than her absolute determination to avoid anything with nuts in it.

Me: You know what we should do? We should take this and smear as frosting on top of cupcakes, and then crush hazelnuts over the top.
Ana: Or we could make a cake.
Me: And use it as frosting.
Ana: And as the filling!
Me: Or we could bake brownies, and it could be frosting on top of that.
Ana: And as the filling!
Me: Brownies don't have filling.
Ana: I know, but they should! *peals of laughter, licks spoon more*

Meanwhile, we just had two young men at our door. I was perturbed because I was wearing only a bra and skirt, and had no shirt at hand, considering it's roasting in here and I wasn't expecting visitors (and most visitors expect me to be undressed).

They wore bright red "Comcast" shirts, and introduced themselves. I hid part way behind the door, wondering if it would be better to have answered the door naked and just scare them off to avoid this. They weren't your average door-to-door team of salesmen, no! They wanted to sell me high speed internet ... and cable t.v. at a fraction of their competitors' prices! I told them no thank you. He wanted to know why. I shook my head and told him we didn't want cable t.v., and we had internet. Oh! But he assured me theirs was cheaper. After a round or two of this, I finally said, "It's not up to me, my boyfriend is responsible for our broadband." The guy said, "and he's not here." I responded a bit too harshly and said, "No, he works during the day." I didn't wait for any more, closed the door, and heard a "have a good afternoon!" through the glass. At least they didn't try to shove any feet in my doorframe, 'cause no solicitor gets through that door. Besides, I didn't feel like messing with heads today.