A million years ago, when my kids were littler, I was the refund queen.
No, really–I was. It took a full sized file cabinet to store my UPCs.
Ask around, I’m not lying.
Ok, it was nuts…or I was nuts. Not sure which.
Anyway…way back then, Kelloggs Raisin Bran had a special offer. For every 3 UPCs you sent them, they would send you a package of “Astronaut Ice Cream.”
So we gathered our codes, mailed them in and happily earned 38 packages of the stuff. I know, overkill. But luckily–it was “magically delicious.”
To say that we became addicted to crunchy ice cream would be putting it lightly. Oh, how we savored that very last package because after all, when it’s gone…
…where can you shop for Astronaut food?
I don’t know how we managed, but somehow we lived without it for many years. In fact, we lost touch completely. Yes, it was a meager existence–I must say.
The years went sadly by and one day, while dinking around in Emergency Essentials I came across this:
It said, “Freeze Dried Neapolitan Ice Cream.” Could it be? Did I dare hope?
I dared, and JOY of JOYS– it turned out to be the exact same stuff that Neil Armstrong took to the moon! WAHOO!
The Andersons and space food—reunited at last!
Just the other day, we tried to share this fabbo treat with some friends and the reception was less than positive. In fact, they looked at us like we’d fed them dried squid.
In a word…it tanked.
So, maybe some people just can’t appreciate wildly exotic childhood luxuries.
It could be that Freeze Dried Ice Cream is a particularly acquired taste.
Or perhaps, not everyone is suited for space travel.
I vote the latter.
To infinity and beyond…
A few years ago, my daughter and I found ourselves on a downhill road in a car with no brakes. Another driver recognized that we were in big trouble and pulled in front of us and was willing to let our car nudge into his to stop us before we crashed. How did he know to do that?
As we waited for a tow truck, he casually said, “You know, I read about ‘How to stop a runaway car’ in the Worst Case Scenario book…just yesterday.”
Today’s post is kinda like that. A bit of info that you hope you will never need, but will appreciate if you ever do.
My daughter Jillian has a friend that just recently moved to Galveston, Texas. September 13, literally days after arriving and settling into her new basement apartment–the Galveston Storm “Ike” hit their area. She like hundreds of others, lost everything.
Three weeks later, another friend blogged about the ordeal and offered some valuable insight to anyone in an emergency situation like this. Here are some of her thoughts…
Monday October 7, 2008
There are still people without power. I can’t even imagine.
What was I glad I had in my 72 hour kit? What did I wish I had?
* I wished I had a method of cooking food. Maybe a camping stove or BBQ grill.
* Ready to eat foods. For example: nutrigrain bars, granola bars, cans of slim fast or V8, prepacked albacore that is ready to eat, canned fruit/veggies, protein bars, crackers. Cans of soup you could stand to eat cold.
* Comfort food. Some Oreos, a bag of chocolate chips or fruit snacks.
* Two weeks worth of all medicine you are taking. Most stores are out of EVERYTHING.
* I would have given my right arm for a battery operated fan. Just a little one. It was just so hot.
* Ice- Fill a couple of 2 liter bottles with water and put them in the freezer. Ice was a hot commodity.
*Photos and documents? Pay to have them digitized. Paper wouldn’t survive this.
*I packed formula, diapers, wipes and clothes for the baby. I forgot bottles.
*Car charger for your cell phone.
Be careful. Be prudent. Be wise. Be safe.
We’ve got this incredible view from my window, and a huge box of golden delicious apples…
This season has a strange effect on me. It is my favorite time of year–by far, but there’s this ferocious maternal thing that happens. It presents itself in the form of an overwhelming need to freeze, can or dry whatever will stay still long enough to get it safely into a bag or jar and squeeze it shut. The cats are looking at me funny. Even though I have baby hats to make, mending to do, files to sort, and rooms to clean, those things will have to wait a bit, until I get past this need to squirrel away all the nuts and berries for winter.
I remember hearing a wise man once say, “leave no jar unfilled.” Even though at the time, I was surrounded by plenty, the impact of his advice has stayed with me. Perhaps he knew that a lot of moms get great comfort from the rainbow of bottles lining her shelves. It’s hard to describe the feeling of seeing the counter filled, with rows and rows of grape juice, jam, peaches, spaghetti sauce, jelly and applesauce. Or bags of dried pears, plums and tomatoes packed in a plastic tub. It’s kinda like sitting in a rocker in front of the fire with a cup of steaming hot cocoa, knowing the kids are all tucked away in their beds. It’s that kind of feeling…
“…all is safely gathered in…” for that rainy day, that may come tomorrow, or maybe next week.
When it does, you’re welcome at our place. We have plenty of applesauce…
and we love the rain.