Wednesday, May 20, 2009

There's Always Room For Jello.....Part 1

Why is it that no matter how full you are, that there's always room for Jello?








That is the question that people have pondered for generations. I decided to go on a quest to find the answer. I decided to walk from one end of the the nation to the other. What I found was that all across the n
ation, it's the Pepsi generation. I, personally, am a diet coke fan.

I stopped and asked an owl but all he kept saying was that it takes 3 bites to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Tootsie Pop.







Not only w
as that NOT the quest I was on, but also, it isn't true. Even as he was saying it I knew he was in trouble because it's not nice to fool Mother Nature. I knew she was around somewhere because like a good neighbor, State Farm is there. She appeared out of nowhere and loudly demanded, "Please don't squeeze the Charmin!". I'm sure he was a nice owl but nothing comes between me and my Calvins....so I got out of there as quickly as possible.

As I continued on I came to a c
ute little house. Inside was a mom and her 2 children. She was cooking dinner and it smelled delicious. "Where's the Beef?", I asked. She informed me that she had planned on making 2 all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions on a sesame seed bun, but then she changed her mind and made Rice-A-Roni, The San Francisco treat. I asked her what I could do to help. She said "Shake and Bake......and I helped!". It was so good that even her son liked it. Hey Mikey, He likes it! Unfortunately, afterwards I didn't feel very well. Luckily, Plop Plop Fizz Fizz, Oh what a relief it is. Surprisingly, even then....there was still room for Jello.

When it was time to go, I asked Calgon to take me away. The lady gave me a Coke and a smile and I was on my way again.

As I walked I stepped on something sticky. I was stuck on Band-Aid, cause Band-Aid's stuck on me. I felt rather silly but sometimes you feel like a nut.....sometimes you don't. As I was hopping up and down on one foot, trying to get the Band-Aid off, (which, by the way, should have been so easy that even a cave man could have done it), anyway, I accidentally bumped into a rabbit who was enjoying some peanut butter. It was Jif, to be specific. Choosy mothers choose Jif. The candy bar I was eating fell in
to his jar. "You got chocolate in my peanut butter!" he exclaimed. That, of course, was ridiculous. Anyone could tell that he had gotten peanut butter on my chocolate. "Silly Rabbit", I said. "Trix are for kids". But we tasted it and both of us exclaimed....."T-H-E-Y're GGGGGrrrrrrrrEAT!"









Then we dan
ced in a ring around the collar because 4 out of 5 dentists recommend Crest. Alas, it was time to go. So I did.

I came across 2 men that were arguing. One was yelling, "It's my money! And I want it NOW!" There wa
s no way I was going to get involved with this. So I kept going and going and going and going....








I know that the answer to my question is out there somewhere. I will find out. My quest will not be in vain. I will find out why there is always room for jello. But not today. B
ut I'm done for today. I'm tired and You Deserve A Break Today....










(to be continued at another date...at another time...I'm not sure when.....but definitely to be continued....one day....probably soon.....but not tomorrow....and probably not before my next post....but it's coming...of that I am sure!)

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17 comments:

Sue J. said...

You remember your commercials but do you remember the times of your life? Maybe if you kept your watch on-- some take a licking but keep on ticking, you know. Not to be confused with fried chicken that's finger lickin' good. That's why there's Dawn--to take grease out of your way. Good morning, yesterday! And with a name like Smuckers, you know it has to be....

You should ask Linda at 2nd Cup if you could write for her newspaper column as a guest sometime. I'm sure this would play well back home again in Indiana.

Gotta say, though, I don't always have room for Jell-O. But I know who does--and they'll always leave the light on for you....

Greg C said...

And we wonder why there is no room for needed information in OUR brains. LOL I remember way too much stuff too just like you do. My question is where is there always room for Jello? I mean they never say we just assume they are talking about eating it. I am thinking in the fridge.

Irritable Mother said...

I am stuck on band-aids, cause band-aids stuck on me!
If I recall correctly, your special guest from yesterday can be credited with that sticky little jingle. And I only mention that because I know how much you enjoy trivial pieces of information. *grin*
But now I am a little confused. As I was growing up, my grandpa said there was always room for ice cream. He said it fills in the cracks and crevises. Jello is a new one. Maybe the same rule applies. You know filling in the cracks...?
Have a great day!

Chatty Kelly said...

The problem is, I always have room for chocolate...then I watch it wiggle, see it jiggle...I mean my tummy.

Blasé said...

I've never been a Jello fan, but I wish I had a dollar for every Tootsie Roll Pop I've eaten. My licks to that chocolate center is but a few.

God's girl said...

You're a trip girl! But a good trip:) My, you have some amazing creativity there!!!

Be blessed today, my bloggy friend:)

Mitzi said...

Loved this blog! I am not a regular reader but have recently come by to check for humor when I need it. Thanks!

Irritable Mother said...

Yes, I had Barry Manilow LIVE. And have listened to that commercial medley many, many times. Oh, that would've been a good one for Tuesday! *grin* Thanks for at least looking.
Now come over and "read about yourself"!

Anonymous said...

wow--I'm impressed!!

ET

The Patterson 5 said...

all I can say is WOW! You have an amazing memory an amazing talent for bringing it all together to make us all smile as we remember along with you! Thanks for the joy ride down the commercial memory lane! I can't wait for part two it's sure to have
"Picky people pick peter pan peanut butter it's the peanut butter picky people pick!" I think I was nine when that came out and was so proud that I could say it very fast!

Beverlydru said...

Someone in my town is going to have NO ROOM for more when they eat all the chocolate jello pudding they bought yesterday. I wanted to buy some as I planned to make a chocolate pie this weekend. I went to TWO major grocery stores and someone had bought ALL the choc. pudding in both stores. Funny. Like Monkeys are Funny!

Anonymous said...

Aflack

On Purpose said...

And this right here my friend is why anyone would want to fight a fire with you! Because you make all things fun!

Edie said...

You have an incredible mind.

I'm hungry. I think I'll go eat something, and then maybe I'll have some Jello...
... on second thought, I would rather have chocolate cream pie. :)

HisPrincess said...

Simple.

The dessert stomach.

We have two stomachs. One for boring food, one for dessert, sweets, chocolate etc.

Hence, there is ALWAYS room for dessert!

I have shared this theory with all my nieces and nephews, to the detriment of my relationship with my grown up family!LOL! Aunty Sharon is so cool!

2Thinks said...

When I read your blog, everything is in fast motion, like either stuck in fast forward or rewind and then fast forward and then rewind and then fast forward. It keeps me on my toes and cross eyed at the same time. And then I wonder what hit me. The overall effect is perplexing and pleasant.

Plop, plop, fizz, fizz, oh what a relief it is- comes to mind.

Heidi

Anonymous said...

Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!