this morning, i made the unfortunate discovery that naproxen dissolves quickly in warm liquid... after making my ritual cup of tea, i went to pick up a naproxen, my daily vitamin, and my HCl pill off the counter, and the naproxen slipped from between my fingers and fell--directly into my nice, inviting cup of tea. i raced to grab a spoon and fish it out, but 4 seconds after it had dropped into the cup, the naproxen was half gone. then i had a lightbulb. why don't i let the rest dissolve, add a fuckton of sugar, and taste test it? i tried it. the sip wasn't bad. i grabbed the other 2 pills off the counter, tossed them down the hatch, and chased them with half the cup of naproxened tea. gulping the rest of the tea, i tried not to taste what i was finding to be a gag-worthy aftertaste (that i hadn't stopped to notice after the initial sip). rushing around my kitchen, i pawed through cabinets in search of something i knew to taste good to take a bite. just one bite! after searching fruitlessly, face curled into a sneer of disgust, trying not to let myself gag, i saw a beacon of light sitting right in front of me! backlit like jesus in all those christian movies, laying open on my kitchen table, was the bag of honey nut cheerios spott left there after her breakfast this morning! voices sang lovely "ah"s in major chords as i grabbed a handful and shoved them into my mouth. i chewed. i swallowed.
and that is how cheerios saved me. amen.
and that is how cheerios saved me. amen.
(Perhaps not the best time to mention that the cheerios were left from last night ....)
horray for cheerios! horray for spott! horray for stale spotty left-over cherrios!!! for you both.