And I think I would do just fine...

If you, like me, had absolutely no life during the summer of 2001, you may have watched the show Big Brother 2.
Well, maybe that's not fair entirely...that summer I had just moved to Vacaville. I worked and went to the gym a lot. I did have "a life" but it wasn't very cool.
Anyway...
I watched Big Brother too.
This was the season with the Chilltown alliance, Evil Dr. Will and Mike Boogie. Awesome.
This was also the season that they started the houseguests on the restriction diets based on food competition results. If you or your group won the food competition you got to eat regular food. If you lost, however, you had to eat nothing but peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and water...I believe this was amended in later seasons to include all condiments and people would eat ketchup sandwiches and other nasty concoctions. Blech.

This PB&J diet was intended as a punishment or penalty somehow. It was supposed to handicap the people on the diet.
But I think it would suit me just fine!

During my whole pregnancy I've been fully and completely addicted to peanut butter and jelly. I've had to buy the giant sized peanut butter tubs, sometimes in two-packs, just to keep it in the house.
This morning I had PB&J for breakfast. As I was making the sandwich I wondered how many days this year I had eaten PB&J for breakfast. Probably 20 percent of the days in 2008 that I ate a breakfast, it was PB&J.
I might eat it again today for lunch.
Who knows. I'm wacky like that.
I just really love PB&J. Sometimes with a baseball bat, sometimes without.
Is that so wrong?

Peanut, peanut butter and SALMONELLA!

When this story about the salmonella peanut butter came out, I was very worried that I had been causing my childrens' illnesses by feeding them contaminated peanut butter sandwiches.
I read the list of symptoms: fever, diarrhea, and abdominal cramps. Check, check, checkity check.

Ah, crap.
Have I been poisoning my kids?

I came home armed with the serial number of the contaminated batch. I checked my cabinets.
The peanut butter jar that we had been eating from was....safe!
However, we DID have a jar of the contaminated batch in the cabinet, at the ready. And we were almost out of the first jar, I could have been feeding the kids salmonella in a few days if I never read that story!

I took the PB back to Walmart and got my $2 back. I wanted my two dollarssssssssssssssss.

I also snapped this pic of the peanut butter shelves at our local Walmart, for news value.