JayEll, the Swiffer IS great ain't it? I talked my mom into one as well. I have the carpet flick and the wetjet, love em both. Magic Eraser is just another of those wonderous inventions as well.
You know my mother tried teaching me to cook, she learned from grandma. And most people in my family LOVE to cook. I just...well, I don't. Never have. Wasn't able to even learn. I've been shown the family secret for their wonderful buttermilk biscuit recipe many many times. Hubby and I have contemplated using them either as weapons or hockey pucks when I make them though. But they're rather dangerous to get hit by one. Ouch.
Mom even sent me some premade biscuit mix that a local place sells here...good old fashioned homeade WV biscuits. They were harder than the ones I tried from scratch. ::sigh:: I finally decided, biscuit making was not for me and I stay extremely far away from it.
Now I don't know if fast food actually has anything to do with it though. As I said, most of my family loves cooking...greasy fried potatoes, fried pork chops, candied yams, candied beets, biscuits, cornbread...see a theme? They eat a variety. But just about EVERYTHING they make, they feel like they have to add fat too. They grew up on lard and butter. I watched mom take a can of peas and add a half a stick of butter to them! ICK! And to think...I actually used to eat and love her cooking. Nowadays, they taste overdone. I'm so used to nuking the Steamfresh frozen veggies from Birdseye. The peas taste more fresh, not overcooked, like those from a can. And I add nothing to them. Sometimes I may put about 3 squirts of "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter" on them. So mom's, swimming in butter, overcooked, squishy canned peas just taste awful to me now. Right after the peas, I watched her pour half a bag of brown sugar and add the other half stick of butter to a can of candied yams. They weren't candied enough for her taste. Double ICK! No wonder I got fat.
