Two of Hearts

 Who doesn't love a set of 2?  Stacey Q wrote a hit song off the concept in 1986.  Ok, maybe I just embellished there a little.  ;)
I am always attracted to the pump soap and lotion combos.  They look so elegant on my kitchen sink.  I'm on my, what, 100th set or so?  I'm finally realizing it's gotta stop.  I've gotta fight the urge to purchase these combos.  I'm acquiring a graveyard of half used products, forcing myself to use up every drop in every bottle.    Some of those bottles are going on the 3rd & 4th years.  Meanwhile, here I am again...my luxurious tomato scented lotion is still at full capacity while my luxurious tomato scented pump soap is almost gone.  I only have so much skin to moisturize!  A little goes a long way, ya know?  This is so reminiscent of my shampoo & conditioner combos!  Why is it these combos are never used at the same pace?   Probably for the same reason boys will always use our decorative hand towels to wipe up overflow from a toilet repair, leaving that beautiful hand towel unrecognizable.  Thereby sending us out on the almost impossible search to find the right shade of teal that will blend into the original set and remaining bathroom décor.  Sigh.  

​Pump soap and lotion combos, I will miss your elegant style on my kitchen sink.  But, it's time I take note of what's happening. We must break up before I completely run out of cabinet space.  Shampoo & conditioner combos, that goes for you, too.  I hereby pledge going forward I shall buy each product separately.  This pledge is long overdue.   From now on, the only sets of 2 this girl will buy is salt-n-pepper.  

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No, silly, not the legendary duo, Salt-n-Peppa!  They ain't for sale!  Are they?  I mean, gosh.  Iffin I had the loot to buy my own living. breathing theme music to follow me around everywhere I go, I'd have to seriously consider it.  I'd forever be in a state of "bounce".  Bounce dat booty.  Bounce dat hair.  Bounce dos shoulders.  Throw in a few shimmies & whip out the pump walk.  The party would never stop.  The house would be pumpin.  You would always know where I was, just follow the beat.  Eventually, I'd loose my job for inability to concentrate and behave professionally.  People would fade out of my life, growing weary of the same songs (Very Necessary...one of the best all time albums!) on perpetual repeat.  I would no longer be able to hold a conversation for all the lip syncing and EXTRA on every movement I made.  When that moment came where I needed a break, what would I do?  Store the girls under the sink with the rest of product graveyard I've accumulated?  Hmmm.  Maybe if I did have the paper, it still wouldn't be my best purchase.  Yep.  I'm back to the pledge.  The only sets of 2 this girl is going to buy from now on is salt and pepper.  The inanimate kind.