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Friday, December 30, 2005

My Wayward Mom

My mom, bless her stony heart, brought a boatload of crap over to my house on Christmas. One of her armfuls of trash (I kid, but only somewhat) inluded a bag of these awful mints you see pictured.

Are these things not exactly like chunks of toothpaste chipped off the sink after they've dried? Perhaps Aquafresh, specifically, since it has that revolting gel and paste combo and has the additional minus of being manufactured by evil drug giant GlaxoSmithKline.

Give me a packet of York Peppermint Patties: chocolate and mint in combination trumps dried toothpaste mints any day of the week. Posted by Picasa

10 Comments:

At 7:22 PM, Blogger wordgirl said...

I've racked my brain to figure out the source of those little mints, but I believe you've hit upon it for sure!

Glad you liked the ornament. I sell those in a little shop nearby, but this year the majority of the ones I painted for commissions. Yours I did with you in mind.

 
At 2:32 AM, Blogger Ditsy Chick said...

Oh, no, I would never use Aquafresh ((hiding tube behind my back)) or eat those nasty mints (mmm, mints).

Well, you know if they make this stuff someone is bound to eat it.

 
At 8:30 AM, Anonymous db said...

if i had your mom for secret santa i would definitely give her internets access.

 
At 9:54 AM, Blogger Arabella said...

There are these little York-like peppermint patties you can find in the supermarket that are manufactured by some company whose name escapes me. They are called "Thin Mints," like the Girl Scout cookies, and come in a long white box. YUM. Those are my favorite. I was never a fan of the toothpaste-like mints, ESPECIALLY the ones with gel in them. Yuck!

 
At 11:10 AM, Blogger Shrinking Violet said...

Okay, these are the mints that I ate at EVERY bridal shower EVER given. I have also seen them at every Baptist wedding reception I've been to...and since I was raised Baptist I can say that with some authority!

 
At 4:07 PM, Blogger Mignon said...

I HATE those mints! Such a perfect description - the toothpaste - I'm totally stealing that the next time I go to a crappy Sunday brunch at Red Lion.

 
At 4:35 PM, Blogger mama_tulip said...

I have to LOL that the first time I come to your blog I find an entry on mints. My husband and I were just talking about mints last night while we ate without Nugget Buddies, fries and spilled milk (read: without children). I hate mints and I usually give the mints the waitor leaves with our bill to my husband, but last night we got LifeSavers mints and not only did I steal my husband's mint, I asked our waitor for more. They rock.

The mints in your picture are lowest common denominator mints; you nailed the description. They always remind me of hard little pillows. Blech.

 
At 3:02 AM, Anonymous TB said...

As another Baptist raised girl, I totally concur with Shrinking Violet. Wedding mints - usually served in some sort of mesh bag tied with lacy ribbon. And they're the hard kind right, not the soft crumbly butter kind. Ick!

 
At 12:17 PM, Blogger Tink said...

Mmmm Appetizing! Those mints always remind me of Easter. As my Mom's second husband's mother (Geesh) used to put out a jar of them for that holiday. Only... She used the same jar with the same mints every year. So when she insisted we take one we had to pretend because they were all stuck together in one HUGE lump of minty nastiness. Bleh.

 
At 1:14 PM, Blogger Mrs. Harridan said...

Who knew mints would garner so many comments! Sorry if I offended any AquaFresh users; I'm a big Tom's of Maine snob and I can't help myself.

Arabella, if they are anything like the GS Thin Mints, then sign me up. I think mints really need the chocolate infusion to be worthwhile eating (except maybe LifeSavers Wint-o-Green, which I assume is the mint Mama-Tulip may be referring to).

And now I know what to expect from a Baptist party! ;) Thank you all for your always surprising comments.

Db, my mother has access to the interweb, but she will never see this blog if I have any say in the matter. She's a great lasdy, but she has enough to worry about already.

 

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