Saturday, November 20, 2010

Scrubbing Bubbles Extend-a-Clean Sounded Like a Good Idea...

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Let me start off by saying that I'm a BzzAgent. I got a free bottle of Scrubbing Bubbles Extend-a-Clean Power Sprayer to try out. The idea was that if I liked it I'd talk about it here and other places. I've been a BzzAgent for about 3 years. I haven't gotten that many free products. Of the ones I have, most of them I don't like so I don't say anything. I think if you can't say something nice...

Until now.

There are two other things you should know. A few years ago I damaged both of my arms. I have very little strength in either arm. Scrubbing a tub is very hard for me. The other important thing is that strong chemical smells trigger migraines and can bring on an asthma attack.

I signed on to the Scrubbing Bubbles campaign because I thought the power sprayer might be better for me to use. And I was right. My hand didn't cramp from pumping the trigger. Yeah!

My problem started about 30 seconds after I sprayed the tub. I couldn't breath. I'd taken precautions. I'd turned on every fan and opened every window in my apartment. I also put on a mask. Didn't help. I let the bubbles do their work and grabbed my rescue inhaler and my migraine meds.

It doesn't say on the bottle which chemicals are inside. It doesn't have to(!) The only thing it does list is lactic acid. If you don't have a problem with chemicals maybe this product will work for you.

Aside from my chemical problem, I was shocked that it took half of the bottle to cover my tub and tiles. At $8.99 for the starter sprayer I think that's pretty terrible. Two uses and I'd have to buy a refill. On the plus side it is refillable and the refills are around $4.99. The sprayer uses batteries but I suppose you could use rechargeables there.

One of the selling points for this product is that it will keep the surface clean for up to 4 days. According to the info I was given when I got my free bottle:
Hydrophilic (water-loving) properties in the formula attract water droplets to each other to form a flat, even film.
The film keeps dirt, soap scum and grim from sticking to the surface of your sink, shower or tub
The next time you rinse, the water glides over the film while washing away the loosened dirt, grime and soap scum, leaving behind a thinner layer of film for up to four days.

Hmmm. Is it for days if there are one or two people using the tub/shower? Six people? Seems to me there would be a difference if chemicals are released each time the area gets wet.

And speaking of that... it sounds like chemicals are released each time the water hits the "film." That can't be good in a bath. They won't tell you what chemicals are in the product so do you really want unknown substances floating around your private parts? Or your child's? Or your pet's?

That's another thing about my life. I often have assistance dogs in my home. They come into the bathroom when I'm in the shower. The one I have right now likes to lick the tub. I had to scrub the areas he can reach with vinegar and baking soda because I was worried about chemicals being "activated" by his saliva.

The last thing I want to say about this product is a warning. Be careful when you step into the shower/tub the next day. My bathtub mat would not adhere properly to the surface of the tub. I'm lucking that there are safety bars (from a previous tenant) or I might not be here now. I should have taken a picture of the bruises but I was too angry to think about it. This slippery problem continued until the "film" was gone.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

I Have Seen My Future and I Don't Like It One Bit!

For the past six weeks I've been living my future.

For those of you who don't know, I started losing my hearing a few years ago and earlier this year I got my first pair of hearing aids. Let me tell you they're a pain in the ass to adjust too.

I haven't been wearing them for a couple of months because there's no point. I am currently almost completely deaf.

It all started with a "simple" cold. On the Labour Day weekend I sat in the shade and wind all day at the PADS walk. I started sniffling the next day. By the PADS Graduation at the end of September I was really sick.

I've been coughing my lungs out since then. That's life with Asthma. There's no such thing as "a bit of a cold." My colds last months and move from my head to my chest and then back again. And again. And again. I currently have bronchitis. Five weeks in. Let me tell you I'm sick of it.

As an added attraction, I have "fluid" behind my eardrum. That means that the eardrum can't vibrate so I'm deaf in that ear. My other ear isn't great either.

I've got to tell you that being deaf is TOTALLY frustrating. I can't use my cell phone because I can't hear very much without my handy gadget that connects my hearing aids (which I'm not wearing) to my cell phone.

In stores I usually have to ask people to repeat things. I've had a workman in my apartment the last two weeks who, even though I've told him that if he turns away from me when he talks I won't hear him, insists on turning away from me when speaking to me. Makes me want to smash something over his head.

I pretty much don't want to go out where it's even noisier than in my apartment. I'd rather do all my communicating over the internet.

So what's the big deal? Chances are very good that I will be completely deaf some day. My mother started losing her hearing at about the same age as me. She went completely deaf. I've inherited all of her ailments so there's no reason to suspect that I will not go deaf too. If I'm lucky I'll get myself a hearing dog...

I'm going on record to say that I don't like it. It's really aggravating. You have no idea how aggravating until you suddenly lose what you take for granted. It sucks.

Protect your ears people. The alternative is not fun.

Friday, November 5, 2010

There is a word I could do without

The word is "tolerance."

You may feel that something like "religious tolerance" would be a good thing. My problem is with the root meaning of the word. To tolerate is to "put up with something or somebody unpleasant..." It implies that the thing or person being looked upon with tolerance is somehow wrong and we must deal with it like taxes or the lack of cabs in the rain or bad manners on public transit.

I propose that we teach "acceptance" instead of tolerance. We have to accept the fact that there are jerks out there. We have to accept the fact that there will always be someone who doesn't like you. Because you're too fat or too thin. Too black or too white. Too religious or not religious enough. Or the wrong religion.

We have to accept that people will have differing opinions, customs or beliefs without making a negative judgement about the person or their customs, beliefs or opinions.

So what brought this up? Two things. The previously mentioned problem with Clint McCance and school bullies. Then this post. I think this mom is fabulous. Not everyone agrees. There are over 32,000 comments on this post. Some of them are just ugly. One of them is by a self proclaimed Christian writer (whose grammar and spelling are worse than mine and that's saying a lot) who castigates the mom for making her son a target for pedophiles.

Yeah, I know.

I'm having a bit of trouble with "accepting" her garbage. I resisted the urge to go to her blog and post something equally nasty. I'm not perfect. I have trouble accepting some things.

There are even worse comments.

Luckily the majority of comments praise this mom for her unconditional love and nurturing her son's creativity and individuality.

I went looking for a suitably pithy video about tolerance/acceptance but what I found was quite different. Sometimes you just have to say to hell with tolerance and acceptance.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

We Can't Let The Rednecks Win!

I cannot tell you when the last time I was THIS PISSED OFF was.

I could have happily lived my life without knowing what people like Clint McCance have to say:

Meet Clint McCance. He's vice president of the Midland School District in Arkansas and he apparently felt put out by a call for people to wear purple as a means of highlighting the bullying problem in the wake of five recent suicides by gay teenagers. So he went on Facebook to vent.

"Seriously they want me to wear purple because five queers committed suicide. The only way im wearin it for them is if they all commit suicide. I cant believe the people of this world have gotten this stupid. We are honoring the fact that they sinned and killed thereselves because of their sin. REALLY PEOPLE."

As first reported by the Advocate, a magazine on gay issues, he went on to say: "It pisses me off ... that we make special purple fag day for them. I like that fags can't procreate. I also enjoy the fact that they often give each other AIDS and die. I would disown my kids if they were gay. They will not be welcome at my home or in my vicinity. I will absolutely run them off. Of course my kids will know better. My kids will have solid christian beliefs." Source

So it's not news. There will always be redneck homophobes. The idea of this man being in charge of children really sickens me. I feel sorry for his kids. They now know that his love is conditional. If they want him to love them they'd better not do anything he doesn't like. No one should have to have that shoved in their faces.

In case you've been under a rock for the past few days, here are some relevant vidoes:









I've not always been impressed with Dr. Phil but my opinion of him shot up while watching him rip McCance a new one. And Asher Brown's parents! I don't know if I'd have the strength to pray for McCance.

I don't agree with all the people who have been threatening McCance and his family. Violence is not the answer. As far as I know, his children are innocent. They shouldn't be punished because their father is a dickwad.

I want all the LGBT and questioning youth to know that this jerk does not speak for all adults. He certainly doesn't speak for me or my friends. There's always going to be someone who doesn't like you for some stupid reason. That's their problem. It has nothing to do with you. It does get better. You don't have to take my word for it. Go to It Gets Better and watch some videos. You're not alone.

Some books I wish I'd had around when I was growing up:
GLBTQ: The Survival Guide for Queer and Questioning Teens
The Journey Out: A Guide for and About Lesbian, Gay, and Bisexual Teens
Not the Only One: Lesbian and Gay Fiction for Teens