My Heart Will Go On..Thanks to Preservatives



Yes, this is a potato chip.

Yes, it is a perfect heart.


No, I did not nibble the edges to make it perfect.
It came out of the bag this way. That was months ago. It's been sitting on my shelf in my bedroom ever since. I don't normally keep old food on shelves. Not even in my pantry. We have 8 kids. Food never gets the chance to age around here.

I just didn't know what to do with it. I mean, how often do you find food like this? OK, people find food with images on it. Virgin Mary on grilled cheese and all that.  But, I don't believe in 'signs' or that God was sending me a message via Lay's.  But, I couldn't eat it either.

So, it's been collecting dust for the past several months. I'm amazed it hasn't broken. Or attracted bugs. Or small hands that would send a dusty chip to a slobbery end. I figure I have two choices-

1- Modge-podge it and make a necklace.

2- Sell it on e-bay. (That 'Virgin Mary'sandwich sold for $28,000. Seriously.)

What do you think?

Comments

  1. JudyFebruary 27, 2012 at 9:32 AM

    haha - you probably could make some money from it on ebay! And then you could really pay me a penny for my thought :)

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    1. Julie DeMilleFebruary 27, 2012 at 1:03 PM

      You'd think I couldn't send you a check for a few pennies, but my husband (who has one share in Disney) gets a check every year, ranging from 23-35 cents.

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  2. esbbostonFebruary 27, 2012 at 9:38 AM

    I would say get out your Drimel Tool or laser beam and sell "them" -copies- on eBay. But keep your original sacré-cœur for the pattern, sealed away in a vault filled with nitrogen gas and guarded by Dobermanns, armed burly stern men in uniforms and let no one else know the combination.

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    1. Julie DeMilleFebruary 27, 2012 at 1:05 PM

      I don't have any Dobermanns, but I do have a fierce shih tzu who could guard it. Then again, he'd probably eat it, given the opportunity.

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  3. AnonymousFebruary 27, 2012 at 2:20 PM

    How weird is that, but also neat. With 8 kids I think it's a sign that you are blessed. I'd frame it as a reminder every time you get frazzled. :D)

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    1. Julie DeMilleFebruary 27, 2012 at 3:45 PM

      I hadn't thought of framing it. I might just do that.

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  4. Masked MomFebruary 27, 2012 at 8:05 PM

    I'm with Kat, put it in a nice shadow box and hang it on the wall--maybe next to a wedding picture for a romance theme. ;)

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  5. LiaFebruary 27, 2012 at 9:25 PM

    Hahaha! Put it in food storage? Kidding! I always say, "take a picture of it then throw it or eat it!" Phil is really sentimental like that. I'm not so much.

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    1. Julie DeMilleFebruary 28, 2012 at 8:40 AM

      Mmmm, it's pretty nasty at this point. I don't think eating is an option. I am glad to have a picture, because one of these days it'll just disintegrate.

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  6. Larissa T.February 28, 2012 at 1:14 PM

    Wow! That's awesome!! I like the shrine to the love of food idea. (:

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    1. Julie DeMilleMarch 1, 2012 at 9:19 AM

      I may have to put it in my kitchen. Protected, of course, since one of my kids would probably eat it.

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  7. This is BelgiumFebruary 29, 2012 at 1:18 AM

    cute story... I can not believe how you handle 8 kids .. and a blog at that ! congrats !
    awe!
    would not know what to do with this piece of food, but now that you have a post and comments.. time to get rid of it or let it autodistruct itself !

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    1. Julie DeMilleMarch 1, 2012 at 9:19 AM

      The only reason I can blog is that most of my kids are in school all day. Plus, I'm pretty good at tuning them out.

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  8. AnonymousFebruary 29, 2012 at 11:30 AM

    It's way cooler than that George Washington Chicken McNugget that seems to be everywhere online right now. I have to wonder just how much you could eBay the thing for--and then you'd have to pack it VERY carefully for shipping...

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    1. Julie DeMilleMarch 1, 2012 at 9:20 AM

      True, I'd probably sell it, then have a lawsuit because it showed up in crumbs.

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  9. StephanieFebruary 29, 2012 at 1:19 PM

    I think you're my new friend. How could I not feel an immediate connection with someone who posted about an old potato chip? It's beautiful. (And also, I LOVE your blog name.)

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    1. Julie DeMilleMarch 1, 2012 at 9:21 AM

      Maybe you could make a clay replica of it for me. =0)
      And, the name is completely appropriate- just ask my kids.

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  10. SubmommyFebruary 29, 2012 at 8:52 PM

    can you shellac it all up and make it a Christmas tree ornament? And make it the background on all future picture Christmas cards?

    'Cause that would be awesome.

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    1. Julie DeMilleMarch 1, 2012 at 9:22 AM

      You know, I collect Christmas ornaments, so that's not a bad idea.

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