Saturday, October 21, 2017

I can't think of a title though!

The other day I had an idea for a blog post I wanted to write. I wasn't exactly sure where on the growing list of posts I am absolutely going to accomplish it fell, but it had top five potential. I was driving of course, as that is where a lot of my ponderings happen - most likely because there are no dust bunnies clamoring for my attention like there tend to be when I am seated comfortably on the couch at home, laptop within reach. There were a few stop signs on my route, so I did a quick scan to see if there was any paper I could scribble my musings on. Nope. I considered asking Siri for some help with a reminder, but then decided I should have more confidence in myself and the worthwhile sentences coming together in my brain. I don't need to tell you how this story ends, do I? Maybe I could just update you some time WHEN THAT IDEA COMES BACK TO ME!!!!

Meanwhile I have at least three other topics doing a little pinball routine between my ears. If I write them down, or go one step further and create a post, will other long forgotten ideas come back to fill the vacated spaces? I could quickly jot some notes on that piece of paper with other posts I intended to write, but where IS that list? When I sat down just now, it was my intent to simply type, as in compose a blog post. Instead, I felt compelled to launch into this "one that got away" fish tale, but maybe there is time to turn this thing around (as apparently hitting delete is not an option for me).

Let's get ready to ramble...about fruit flies (yep, they are on the list, so now you have a glimpse at the quality of what you have to look forward to). One fruit fly is too many in my house because they are too challenging to effectively swat. That being said, I did manage to take one down that my recent nectarine purchase gifted me with. Several of the deceased's friends must have witnessed what went down and they got busy...well getting busy...to increase their numbers in the fight. I resorted to a homemade trap, that I learned how to make years ago, in hopes it would once again work its magic. I felt a bit of nostalgia.

It was probably fifteen years ago, and my then small children and I were at a playdate. I was already good enough friends with the other mom by then that fruit flies in the presence of a large bowl of fresh produce were nothing to be ashamed of. (Please note: you should never be embarrassed by actual fruit flies, instead, pat yourself on the back for trying to offer healthy snack options.) We decided the numbers were reaching a level that called for action. Sure, we were two adults with four kids between us and two functional vehicles in the driveway, so someone could have escaped to the store. I remember those days though when having another adult to talk to sitting right there next to me was worth more than a solo trip to the store for fruit fly traps. We could have loaded all of the children into one of our minivans, but I also remember those days when I would have punched someone for disturbing children who were happily playing. I also remember how many times it felt like my days did not offer as much purpose as I wanted it to feel like they had.

There was a problem - fruit flies. We were two intelligent women, one of whom has always had superior googling skills - not me. Next thing I knew, we were making fruit fly traps. Vinegar + some dishwashing liquid + water until you have a heap of bubbles on the bowl. Voila!
Gross? That seems extreme. Successful? Yes! I was so impressed with our efforts, as well as this piece of practical knowledge that I would now carry along into the future. It has been awhile since there has been an issue with such an easily accessible solution. I miss those days sometimes. Sure, things didn't always work out, like maybe I ran out of vinegar. Luckily, we had done more extensive research into other trap designs, and this works equally as well...
(That is fruit in container and there are small holes cut in plastic wrap)

Now before I can truly put this fruit fly thing to rest. (Seriously?) I have to add another little something so it doesn't try to make itself a whole separate stand alone post...

My grandmother had this really cool container to keep her homemade pies in. Now I coincidentally have this really cool container to keep homemade pies in. (I have nothing against store bought pies, but they typically come in a container already. Was that disclaimer really necessary?) Moving on, there are vents in the plastic cover so that the pie doesn't get soggy. Worked wonders for my grandmother at home and on various apple pie transporting missions. Guess what this contraption turned into at my house this fall when I started baking apple pies? Go on, you've got it...a fruit fly trap! Ugh...this could launch into another story about how things that seemed magical, or even simple, in my grandmother's hands turned slippery and impossible to hold in mine, but let's stop here for this time.

There was that girl down the hall, freshman year of college, who was a bio major and obsessed with the fruit flies in her genetics class. I have a picture of her fruit fly costume she made for Halloween that year. I think I could find it relatively quickly. NO!!!!!!!! I will end this post. I will not just save the draft while I go rifling through old photos, finding myself in a nostalgia spiral I cannot escape! Just a quick peek for typos, aaaaaaaaaand "publish"! (oh my gosh, I just realized there is no title!)

7 comments:

  1. If you add a little dishwashing soap to the Plants you water, that kills fruit flies too. Your way is funnier, though!

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  2. Fruit flies are the bane of my existence!!! They suicide-bomb my wine and drown, but when I pour a little bowl of wine just for them, do they go for a swim? NO! Jerks. And I actually DO have something against store-bought pies. I don't like them. Although, at Costco this morning, we did notice a super-delicious-looking lattice apple pie. I almost shoved the woman in line ahead of me down to her knees so I could take the pie from her. Mostly, though, I like pies I make my own self. But they make my butt big. Bigger.

    -andi

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  3. I "invented" a fruit fly trap. Yes, I did! Was it intentional? Hell to the no! Very similar to your grandmother's pie contraption story....

    I'm trying to be more healthy, making my own salad dressing and whatnot....I bought a pretty but inexpensive cruet set from Amazon. There are two spigots on the stainless steel tops: One for slow drizzles and another one for when you mean business. The fruit flies were smart enough to get in but too stupid to get it. Ruined a nice bottle of champagne vinegar. :( I don't know what to do now.....First world problems, I know....

    This post doesn't need a title because all the good ideas always arrive when you're driving or in the shower or some other time when you can't blog or take notes....that's a Murphy Law or something....

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  4. You need a little dictaphone that you can record your ideas and snippets and titles on. They are probably digital now but my old boss had one that took mini cassettes. I've drafted brilliant posts in my head as I'm falling asleep and the next morning it's all gone.

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  5. I like pies I make my own self. But they make my butt big. Bigger.


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