Ahhhh...the honeymoon phase . . .

This boy here is completely infatuated with my new vacuum, and I'm LOVING it!!! (-:

I think I have a very interesting history with vacuums, or the purchase of said items at least. You see, the first vacuum I purchased as an adult (which as I reflect upon this now, I wonder to myself if I ever vacuumed in the apartments I lived in before I had kids??? I mean, for real.  I have no recollection of ever purchasing a vacuum, before this story I'm about to share in a minute, or three...honest to goodness, I can not picture myself ever vacuuming in some apartments I lived in.  My hope is that my room mates had vacuums I was unaware of and did some vacuuming some time...OY VEY, what a weird and somewhat gross absence of memory.  I recall as a kid that one of my favorite cleaning things to do was to vacuum, so why I have a void of ever vacuuming from 18-28, is absolutely beyond me, wow...ok, I need to move on here...have I said...OY VEY!!!)...

O.K., where were we...So, at age 28 I decided it was time to start vacuuming again when...

I heard a "Knock, knock, knock," at my front door when Lara was just a baby, and I opened it to find an extremely friendly KIRBY VACUUM SALESMAN!  For real!!! He made a sale that day my friends.  He sold a One Thousand Dollar vacuum (12 months, no interest...I'm not that nuts!) to a lady who I guess hadn't vacuumed in ten years, and who was ready to get on with it, BIG TIME! (-: And you know what, I loved that thing.  It's still working to this day, no major problems, new belt once, new brush once (turns out, I haven't actually gotten into the love of vacuuming as I had as a kid, but enough that we were cleaner than a camping trip in here, OY, haha).  But yeah, I don't feel at all like I got sold the Brooklyn Bridge from my door to door sale.  Worth every penny.

Let's tally that then...Vacuum #1, door to door salesman.

Then, there's vacuum #2, purchased last weekend off of an INFOMERCIAL!

HAHAHA!

Nothing's wrong with the Kirby, but I've been helping a couple with some chores lately and they have a Shark vacuum, that is just the slickest little thing.  So, when Ben and I were away for a hockey tournament weekend (yeah, I indeed did pick the winning stick that weekend), and while I was busy ignoring every book I bought, every photo file I intended to organize, every little chore thing in my bag when we were in the hotel room waiting for the next game...I watched cable t.v....literally every minute I wasn't at a rink...every minute...sucked right in!  I am grateful I don't have cable tv at the house, I'm not sure I'd get anything done, hahaha!  I mean, have you seen Alaskan State Troopers???  Have you watched meatloaf cookoff competitions? How about the endless stream of "let's go buy the perfect house for you" shows?  Oh my goodness, I have had no idea what I've been missing by watching my one show per week in replay on my computer.  I'll let you guess what that could possibly be...

So, anyhoo...I was back at the "Guide" yet again and I saw the title "Shark." Boy, do I like myself those shark shows on National Geographic, so I hopped my finger on the right buttons, and zap...the Shark vacuum in all it's glory!  It picked up cheerios, dust, pet hair, came with a "free" steamer vac, had free shipping (don't ask about the phone call I needed to make a couple days later when a shipping charge showed up on my bill...although you might have overheard something like, "That charge'll need to be removed or we can cancel the order immediately thank you very much," had you been somewhere near my house that day...trust me, I didn't pay shipping, and even got $20 extra bucks off to boot, yeah...don't mess...(-:).  So, bah-dah-bing bah-dah-boom, vacuum #2, bought from the infomercial.

I got the Shark Rocket and, um, WOW, it really is actually AWESOME! I mean, it made parts of my carpet (that aren't completely beyond any hope) look as if they'd just been washed...hey, they could use that line...and...best part...The Honeymoon Phase!  The kids, well, some of them, LOVE the rocket too.  I believe tonight I heard, "Can I vacuum the other room too?"  You, do NOT need to ask sweetie, you do not need to ask! (-:

And, NOW, you know the rest of the story!

Whew!