Everyone in Ben’s 8:30 class, and most other people that know anything about him, know that he’s obsessed with the Crossover Symmetry system. He talks about it constantly, uses it himself all of the time, and preaches about how it can fix pretty much anything.
It’s sort of his version of Windex. You know, like the father from My Big Fat Greek Wedding who uses it as a remedy for everything from “psoriasis to poison ivy”. There’s a poster in our gym claiming that Ben thinks Crossover Symmetry is even the “cure for cancer”. Ok, he doesn’t really think that…but, you get what I’m saying.
From my own personal experience, it saved my athletic career and allowed me to continue doing what I do without having to go through shoulder surgery. So, I feel pretty strongly about it, too.
But, not as strongly as I feel about…drums, pleeeease…HUMIDIFIERS.
I am telling you, I wish our home was one huge humidifier that was running 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
In the past, I’ve only really used them in the winter. But, I don’t think I can give it up this year.
We had one, in the last month I’ve ordered another two, and I just yesterday received my new travel humidifier…that is really going to up my game.
I’ve been thinking about getting Kat one for Christmas…really hoping she doesn’t happen to read this blog post…but, I wasn’t sure if she already has one…or, if she’d even be interested in one. But, I know her and I know that if she doesn’t have one I could totally sell her on it.
So, this morning when I ran into her, I asked her if she had one. Naturally, she stopped dead in her tracks, looks me square in the eyes, and says, “No, but why? Should I?”
And, here’s my selling point on the thing…especially for a princess like my little Kitty Kat: when you sleep next to a humidifier all night, you wake up feeling like you spent the entire night getting a facial.
As predicted, she immediately took the matter as serious as any business matter, and says, “That’s it. I need one.”
Done. Sold. I even told her that I was thinking about getting her one so she wouldn’t go run out and do it herself.
The travel one is insane. Well, as insane as you’re willing to consider a travel humidifier…which for me is, like, SUPER insane. Seriously, though. It’s the the size of a marker, it comes with it’s own cup, and you can even use it with a regular hotel bathroom glass. And, the thing is POWERRRRFULLLL. I’ve been testing it out at my kitchen sink for the last couple of days and I’ve been pleasantly surprised. Ashamed of myself for doubting the little guy.
I guess I don’t think a humidifier is going to cure psoriasis or poison ivy like Windex, or cure cancer like Crossover Symmetry. But, I do think it makes me sleep better because of the subtle sound of bubbling water, makes my skin hydrated even with the dryness of the winter…and, it’s adorable. I’m not even kidding with that last statement.
My only warning: if you crank the thing like I do, and have it running directly next to your pillow all night, you best lay at least a hand towel on your bed/pillow because you will likely wake up to a very wet bed because of all of the moisture.
So, the whole thing makes my sleep routine even sexier than it already was: my initial nightly face mask, then my retainer, then the wall of memory foam I build around myself, the puffy robe I sometimes sleep in because it’s so comfy, the small stuffed animal platypus that Ben gave me for my birthday, and now the humidifier that I might as well be suction cupping my face onto because I’m practically hanging off the edge of our enormous bed so that I can get the biggest bang for my buck from the thing.
It all makes me a hot little ticket in the bedroom.