Most of us are familiar with that uncomfortable feeling that comes from eating too fast, or eating something that didn’t quite agree. Indigestion, overfullness, gas, bloating… However you want to phrase it, it’s not fun! Fortunately, there’s a simple, effective way to soothe the belly, and it comes in the form of a cup of tea.
In my quest to put the Internet’s most intriguing, promising and potentially mind-blowing tips to the test, I stumbled onto a tip I had never heard before: you can pop popcorn on the stove with a tablespoon of water instead of oil. A fat-free popcorn option for those of us without an air popper or a microwave? I was definitely intrigued, but would this technique actually work? I had to put it to the test.
When you get older birthdays seem to lose their importance. We’re no longer in such a hurry to grow up. (“How old are you?” “Eight and three-quarters!”) Time flies faster and it seems like we just had a birthday a month ago so what’s the big deal. Our minds, filled with a lifetime of useful and useless data, don’t have room for much else, like remembering how old we actually are. (This year I had to subtract my birth year from the current year to figure it out.)
When you get older birthdays seem to lose their importance. We’re no longer in such a hurry to grow up. (“How old are you?” “Eight and three-quarters!”) Time flies faster and it seems like we just had a birthday a month ago so what’s the big deal. Our minds, filled with a lifetime of useful and useless data, don’t have room for much else, like remembering how old we actually are. (This year I had to subtract my birth year from the current year to figure it out.)
When you get older birthdays seem to lose their importance. We’re no longer in such a hurry to grow up. (“How old are you?” “Eight and three-quarters!”) Time flies faster and it seems like we just had a birthday a month ago so what’s the big deal. Our minds, filled with a lifetime of useful and useless data, don’t have room for much else, like remembering how old we actually are. (This year I had to subtract my birth year from the current year to figure it out.)
When you get older birthdays seem to lose their importance. We’re no longer in such a hurry to grow up. (“How old are you?” “Eight and three-quarters!”) Time flies faster and it seems like we just had a birthday a month ago so what’s the big deal. Our minds, filled with a lifetime of useful and useless data, don’t have room for much else, like remembering how old we actually are. (This year I had to subtract my birth year from the current year to figure it out.)
When you get older birthdays seem to lose their importance. We’re no longer in such a hurry to grow up. (“How old are you?” “Eight and three-quarters!”) Time flies faster and it seems like we just had a birthday a month ago so what’s the big deal. Our minds, filled with a lifetime of useful and useless data, don’t have room for much else, like remembering how old we actually are. (This year I had to subtract my birth year from the current year to figure it out.)
When you get older birthdays seem to lose their importance. We’re no longer in such a hurry to grow up. (“How old are you?” “Eight and three-quarters!”) Time flies faster and it seems like we just had a birthday a month ago so what’s the big deal. Our minds, filled with a lifetime of useful and useless data, don’t have room for much else, like remembering how old we actually are. (This year I had to subtract my birth year from the current year to figure it out.)
When you get older birthdays seem to lose their importance. We’re no longer in such a hurry to grow up. (“How old are you?” “Eight and three-quarters!”) Time flies faster and it seems like we just had a birthday a month ago so what’s the big deal. Our minds, filled with a lifetime of useful and useless data, don’t have room for much else, like remembering how old we actually are. (This year I had to subtract my birth year from the current year to figure it out.)
When you get older birthdays seem to lose their importance. We’re no longer in such a hurry to grow up. (“How old are you?” “Eight and three-quarters!”) Time flies faster and it seems like we just had a birthday a month ago so what’s the big deal. Our minds, filled with a lifetime of useful and useless data, don’t have room for much else, like remembering how old we actually are. (This year I had to subtract my birth year from the current year to figure it out.)