* Oh, Children's Motrin, why do you torment me so? No, I'm not talking about the baby-wearing debacle, I'm talking about the commercial that's currently playing...
(and I can't find it on YouTube, so bear with me)
Scene: Mom on computer in home office. Mom has on a red tshirt, has dark hair - do you know which one I mean? Anyhoo -
Voiceover talks about how priorities change when your child is ill, and cue: small bouncy girl with pretty curls comes in sadly, and is checked for fever.
Commercial fades into the picture of the motrin label, and so on...
...but I can't watch anymore, as I'm too busy laughing. OF COURSE your child has a fever, you ginormous twit. You're wearing a t-shirt and your poor kid is in a shetland cardigan sweater over a long sleeve top, a skirt and woolly tights, and has just been playing. Gosh, I wonder why she's hot?
*I have no idea if Immodium is sold over the border - it's an antidiarrheal - but the chewable tablets have to be among the most vile tasting things in the world. I was pondering (and wincing at) the taste a few days ago and wondered - with the advent of so many medicines being aerosoled (and the huge number of drug addicts these days) could I just chop these up into powder and snort them? Doesn't that make sense?
No, I didn't, but Immodium people? Feel free to take that and run. Either that, or make the bloody things taste better.
*And the last not so great idea? Decorating with pine branches, and leaving them low enough for the cat to get at. I'm wondering now how many bundles of soggy green masticated pine I'm going to find in the morning. Look, festive cat yuck!
Wednesday 3 December 2008
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In Europe we have Immodium (it was invented by a Belgian guy :)) and yes it doesn't taste nice, but it is not as horrible as the American version of it. We have little (really tiny... not even 5 mm across) 'tablets' that dissolve on your tongue and that taste of strong mint. But it still is vile. I always have to chew some gum after taking one.
If you want I can get you a package and mail it to you :) Then you can compare the 2. I used to supply a friend in the US with them in exchange for Tylenol Sinus and Cold meds hehehe.
Kitty looks cute in that pic :)
Cheers Eva
My mum used to crush evil tablets in a spoonful of yoghurt for the kids. Which was marginally better.
I am coming to realise that my plans for a Christmas Tree may come a cropper due to the presence of our resident bad-cat.
My cats keep finding little pieces of tinsel and stuff - but it does make their poop pretty.
We found out that my youngest when she was a toddler and had a fever, Motrin was the only thing that worked to bring it down. To this day I give her Motrin not asprin.
Dittos on the cat and pine. Mine love to try and climb the damn tree when its up. Drives me crazy...
We have Immodium here, but I tend to buy the capsules that you swallow because invariably anything digestive related is chalky and disgusting, which is EXACTLY what you want to ingest when your stomach is a little wonky.
I'm with Ree. Nothing says 'festive' like tinsel-laced cat poop. It makes scooping the litter just a little more enjoyable.
Cats & any type of Christmas tree just dont mix!
I dont think Imodium is available over the counter here or in NZ any more. My brother used to take it, & was disgusted to find he had to buy a much more expensive alternative.
Maybe the festive cat puke will at least smell piney fresh?
You should break out the sparkles and dazzle those turds.
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