For the past few months, I’ve been taking Ginkgo Biloba because it’s SUPPOSEDLY one of those herbal remedies that improves your memory. Since I can spend all day going from room to room and saying “Now, what did I come in here for?”, I figured my memory could use all the improving it can get.
Seriously, right now there’s a note in front of me that says “Christy Jan 27th” and then “11:15” and then “X-acto Knife” and I do not have the slightest clue who Christy is, or what our date on January 27th at 11:15 is about (or where it is) and why I might need an X-acto knife with me. Maybe I feel threatened by Christy.
(I’m not kidding – Christy, if you’re a reader and you’ve been threatening to come kick my ass at 11:15 on January 27th, you’ve been warned: I have an X-acto knife!)
So. Anyway. What was I saying?
(SEE??)
I’ve been taking Ginkgo Biloba and to be honest I have noticed zero zilch nada in the memory-improvement area and also I think I might be getting dumber judging by the number of games wherein my ass is handed to me when I’m playing Words with Friends. AM I RIGHT, WWF OPPONENTS?!
Every morning, I have a handful of supplements to take, and some of them are the ones I swallow whole, and others are ones that are chewable – if I could, every supplement I take would be chewable because they’re so much easier to take than the other ones. I take the swallow-whole ones first, and then I toss the chewable ones into my mouth and chew them while I’m getting into the shower or brushing my hair or whatever.
Yesterday, I swallowed the swallow-whole pills, and then I tossed the chewables into my mouth, and I turned to step into the shower without realizing that the Ginkgo had gotten mixed in with the chewables.
And then. Oh good lord, and then. It was like a Ginkgo Biloba tree (?) had taken a shit in my mouth. It was the most awful, most disgusting, foulest, most HERBAL thing I have ever tasted in my entire life. I immediately spit everything in my mouth out into the toilet (THAT was pretty), and then I scraped my tongue with a tongue scraper, and then I spit some more, and then I brushed my teeth and my tongue and gargled with some mouthwash from the very back of the under-sink cabinet, and finally when I was eyeballing the toilet cleaner because ANYTHING WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER, the taste started to abate. I could still taste it faintly for the next few hours, but it did eventually go away. THANK GOD.
I stopped taking the Ginkgo Biloba because I don’t ever ever ever want that horrible experience to happen again because I swear I would have to cut my tongue out if it did.
Now, what was I saying?
Jax keeps his eye on the feather teaser.
After hanging out on the little cat tree, Tig heads for the ground. Do you love his little nub of a tail, or what? Isn’t that awesome?
“Is it SAFE, or is she still vacuuming?”
The vacuum’s put away, so it’s safe.
Clay, hanging out in the box we commonly refer to as the “Corbie box”, because – try to follow, here – Corbie likes to hang out in it.
Jake, making sure there’s no food in that box.
They love climbing this scratching post like nothing else.
Alice Mo (current nickname: MoMo), taking a bath in the morning sun.
“What?”
Previously
2011: I amuse myself so.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: Even though I never did look ratty, and she’s a whore.
2007: An entry in pictures.
2006: I’m not germ-phobic or anything, but GAG ME.
2005: Stuff I Bought.
2004: No entry.
2003: Frequently asked questions.
2002: I love me some messing around with the camera.
2001: I was being subjected to porn without realizing it!
2000: Ben and me, we had sex in the back of a van.