Rembrandt toothpaste. So fantastic. It really whitens and brightens in a short amount of time, and doesn't leave an unpleasant toothpaste taste.

Also, as you know, I've been watching Persusasion, and I think I might have gotten it out of my system for now. During this obsessive bout (my fixations are often recurring) I realize that the elements which draw me to this particular story have to be the emotional and physical maturity of the main love interests, and the profundity of both their suffering and their passion for one another. They've both put a lot of time and feeling into this relationship - they're not stumbling over your basic, easy-to-overcome obstacles.

Plus, after 8 1/2 years, Anne loses her breath at every intimate moment as though she has just met Captain Wentworth, and the Captain...well, this is a spoiler, but after equally as often losing his composure with her, he races to write the most gorgeously clumsy and perfect letter to confess that he still loves, and has never stopped. What a true man of action.

My, my. This Austen chick knew what she was doing, I tell you. I'm fanning myself right now.