Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Zoobnaya Pasta (Toothy Paste)
I grew up with a mixed childhood. My teeth were brushed with practically anything. When I lived with my mom I could sometimes saunter into the bathroom for a Melaluca tooth brushing experience. Then, BEHOLD, the Mentadent pump came into our bathroom scene. Once my mom discovered Mentadent in our bathroom it was practically love. There were times though. Oh there were times. When, upon the unfortunate discovery that our pump was empty, my teeth had the experience of brushing with Baking Soda and rinsing with hydrogen peroxide.
When I moved to Blackfoot I had a whole new world opened up to me: COLGATE. Oh, I remember my first time brushing with Colgate. It was a great feeling. That was it for me. My toothpaste LOVE. I realized I was a Colgate girl. Sometimes I would wake to a brand new tube of Crest and I cringed at the thought of brushing with that until it was gone.
When I moved to college I was strict in my Colgate love affair. There was never a day that I would dare brush with anything else. Thus my life has been until now.
What's happening now, you ask? Well...it's called a RECESSION. And Colgate is more expensive. At our local Sam's Club we compared prices and we simply had to save the 15 cents per tube that Crest would save us. So, reluctantly I bought crest. And my first tooth brushing was...well it was sad. I didn't want to like anything about my new toothpaste. I didn't want to enjoy my clean teeth feeling. I didn't want to like it at all. The next morning I woke, brushed my teeth and I still didn't want to have anything to do with liking what was happening in my mouth, but I did. I liked it.
"Hey, TJ. This Crest is SPICY!!!" (That is a good thing if you are wondering). I called out as I licked my smooth, clean teeth.
So, slowly, faster than I had expected, but still slowly, I have begun to enjoy brushing with something other than my beloved Colgate.
I've always been a Colgate girl, even before I was, I knew I would be one. But now it's all changing. So, what does that mean? Am I a Crest girl? Or am I simply a poor Colgate girl? Or...am I a Crest-gate girl?
What are you?
Posted by Debra Darling