My daughters taught me that Starbucks gives soy milk in your latte for free if you use a pre-paid Starbucks card. It actually takes five paid drinks to get to that level, but then you are there forever.
You can merge any Starbucks gift card onto the same registered card.
All the benefits are here: https://www.starbucks.com/card/rewards
I knew this once a long time ago but I learned it again today: in the American South, “tea” means iced tea and the other one is called “hot tea”. So this means if you order tea with dessert, you get iced tea.
I learned that microwaving soy milk makes just as delicious a latte as steaming it, without the mess or effort. I can save the fancy stuff for guests who actually want the foam.
This is from the website of the desperately-trying-to-launch Manchester Food Co-op:
The codes for New England are: Connecticut 09; New Hampshire 33; Massachusetts 25; Rhode Island 44; Vermont 50; Maine 23. If a code starts with these numbers, you know the product was bottled right here in New England.
To learn where your milk is bottled, please visitwww.whereismymilkfrom.com
I learned this previously but was just reminded of who told me so it’s like a new lesson: A friend asked her doctor how long hot flashes last and her doctor said that her own mother still had them at age 81!
I don’t know why it has taken me years to figure this out, but I am always really cold at my beauty salon (or Beauty Saloon, as it is called. No kidding.)
I need to remember this and dress much more warmly.
From Gale:
I learned that when the temp is [very] cold, my garage fridge turns itself off and the food in the freezer defrosts.
I learned that you can bake oatmeal and it is delicious!
Lorna made this for us:
Mix it up and pour into an oiled (or not) baking dish. Or maybe even mix it in that dish!
Bake at 350 for 20-30 minutes.
While it’s baking, toast some slivered or chopped almonds to use later.
After baking, top the oatmeal with sliced bananas and brown sugar and broil for a few minutes.
Serve with the almonds and other fruit.
YUM!
If my late father could only read this (Or… maybe he can? Hi Dad! I miss you! Look! I have a blog!) then he would tell me that he told me so: Never go in a workshop in your socks!
I stepped on a staple. It was horrible. I can’t even tell you about it, it was so bad. But the lesson is, as my father always told me: don’t go in the workshop without shoes!
Here is another dad/sock connection for me. It has nothing to do with this lesson. He used to get so mad when we went outside in our socks. He’d yell “Take off your socks or put on your shoes!” Then one day, as an adult, I went out to get the mail in my socks when he was visiting. I said “Oh no, you’re catching me outside in socks-without-shoes!” and he said “I don’t care, I’m not paying for them!” It had never, once, occurred to me to find out what his specific objection was!
Pizza night part 1 and 2
Sally taught me that if you forget which night is Pizza Night at the gym, you’ll be the only one who forgot! The place is packed! (She has learned this at least twice!)
And Gale taught me that the morning after Pizza Night at the gym is not exactly the atmosphere you may be seeking for an early morning workout.
Jane's Lessons Learned 