Homeopathy – does it work?

In 2009 leading pharmacy Boots admitted that they didn’t believe homeopathic medicine works. Yet, despite this discovery and repeated scientific studies which prove that homeopathy gives little health benefits, the NHS still managed to spendover four million pounds last year developing homeopathic slimming pills. Read more »

The Greatest Fats Burners For 2011

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How Fat Burners Can Help You Lose Those Christmas Kilos

Most of us stay up for Christmas all year long because we sit up for seeing our associates, household, and, after all, we stay up for getting presents. One thing we do not look forward to, however, is that undesirable present of excess weight that usually comes together with the Christmas season. When most of us are surrounded by all of these nice treats and meals, we just can’t help ourselves and find yourself eating far too much. Read more »

Tava Tea: The Weight Loss Wonder

Tava Tea is the namesake of a revolutionary formulation of health-giving teas. Most people now are aware of the health benefits of drinking Green tea and also that it can promote successful weight loss. The Chinese have been enjoying Green tea for thousands of years and are well aware of the health benefits, so the best varieties have been carefully selected and blended to give the highest benefit in Tava Tea which is now available to everyone. Tava Tea has been clinically verified to burn 2.5 times more calories than your average Green tea. Read more »

Snoring, Slumber Apnea and Obesity

Have you been told that you just snore? Since you’re asleep and can’t hear yourself, you must rely upon someone else to tell you the answer to this question. Just about everybody snores now and then, even little kids and pets. Snoring is not the same thing as get to sleep apnea! Snoring does not cause you to sop breathing. Sleep apnea is often a typical sleeping disorder characterized by brief interruptions of breathing during get to sleep. These episodes typically last 10 seconds or more and occur repeatedly throughout the night. Read more »

What’s Up Houston!?

Isn’t that a rap song or something?  Lemme YouTube it….

Gotta love that Sir-Mix-A-Lot! 

Anywhooooo….How the hell have yall been?  I’ve been great. 

Minus this…

Yeah…that’s Dan’s former beloved truck. 

It’s a goner.  I was in the passenger side. 

We are both okay…  The bruises are gone physically, but I have a feeling that they will be sticking around mentally for awhile. 

Don’t ever get in a car accident.  Scariest thing that has EVER happened to me. 

Besides that I’m having a great time with my new man.  It feels so good to just have someone to be myself around again.  I was a lost mess there for a while, but all has returned to the center and is found.  I know-sounds silly.  But he’s seriously the best thing that has happened to me.  And it all came at the perfect time.  You find what you’re looking for when you’re not looking for it.  All of those cliches are absolutely 100% correct when you find the right person.  And I mean “love at first sight” and all that crap.  It’s amazingly awesome! 

Hows about some Vanilla Ice? 

Sure!  Love him!

Please play that video and watch it.  Nothing beats that video.  His dancing is da’ bomb! 

I’m having an early 90′s flashback lately.  Sorry.  Enjoy. 

HECK!  While we’re at it!

DANG IT!  Love that stuff.  Wish I was wearing some of those Hammer pants right now! 

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Hope yall have a great holiday season.  Unfortunately I work with taxes so I’m busting hump to get ready for tax season.  Which means I have to work all day for the next two Saturdays!  NOT cool!  Why can’t I have an 8-5 job that I absolutely love???  Someday!

Peace and love yall!

I Didn’t Die!

This past weekend, my man Dan was gone to a so-called Bachelor’s party.  Not your regular boobs in your face-girls grinding on your crotch-kind of bachelor party, but a mudding party.  The guys brought their 4-wheelers and bikes and hit the trails.  Sounds like a good time to me…and I’m sure this guy’s soon-to-be-wife was happy to hear about his rather tame bachelor party.  Other men out there should follow suit. 

Anyway, Dan took his dirt bike and had a great time.  I don’t know much about it other than that it’s a 1996 Honda and it’s a 250cc.  A 250cc is a pretty big bike-I think it’s the biggest dirt bike engine you can get (correct me if I’m wrong, because I in fact know very little about bikes).  Dan returned home on Sunday and posed the question which I had been dieing to hear:  “Babe, do you want to go ride?” 

OF COURSE I DO! 

I have a bad habit of needing to try anything and everything…especially this “guy” stuff (hunting, shooting, driving big trucks, etc.).  I know that I’m still a women and that women will never be able to do everything that a real man can do-but dang it I’m going to try cuz it looks like fun!  This isn’t a new development in the world of Julie-I’ve always been like this.  I will try anything at least once, and get really frustrated if I can’t do it, and try and try and try again until I can or I injure myself to the point where I can’t possibly try again.  I guess I’m hard headed like that.

I wasn’t scared about riding the dirt bike.  Dan made it look so easy, it couldn’t be that hard.  I’ve seen plenty of girls ride dirt bikes and not die.  I knew I could do it.  Dan gave me a brief tutorial which consisted mainly of teaching me about the gears.  For some reason I have brain block when it comes to shifting things-he also tried to teach me how to drive a stick a while back and it didn’t go so well.  There’s just something about having to press something with your foot and hand simultaneously that makes my brain turn off.  I decided that I just wanted to cruise around in first gear.  No shifting to second this time around.  Successfully shifting to second would be far too difficult for me and I didn’t want to try to do it all at once.  So I got on the bike, kick started it, gave it some gas, pulled in the clutch, shifted from Neutral to First and was ready to go.  Just like with a stick shift vehicle-you have to slowly let out the clutch while at the same time giving it a bit of gas.  I do believe that I stalled the bike out about 10 times before my first successfull take off. 

But I did it!  I took off (and I use the term “took-off” very loosely as I was cruising in 1st gear at a snail like pace).  I went around the pasture a couple times then decided to stop to reconvene with Dan and act all snobby about it-like it was no big deal that I had just ridden a huge dirt bike without killing myself.-like I had been riding my whole life-like I wasn’t scared that I was going to flip over the handle bars and get my precious face ran over by the bike.  He was semi-impressed I think and I decided to give it another go.  I was confident about starting the bike, steering and controlling the bike, and stopping (sort of).  So I started it up again…and stalled out again and again and again.  But finally I “took off” again.  This time I was feeling much more confident.  Maybe I should give it a little gas?  Yeah-sounds like a good idea.  Dan will be really impressed then.  Did I mention that I’m still only in first gear? 

So I pulled the throttle and before I knew it my front tire was in the air and I was headed directly for a fence.  I saw my life flash before my eyes (not much to be seen), realized that I may possibly die, thought about Dan and wished I could see the look of terror on his face as I was doing a wheelie and heading towards a fence, and finally I let the throttle down.  Just as the front tire hit the ground and I managed to slow down a bit-I hit the fence.  I heard bones crushing-saw blood in my eyes-felt three teeth fly out of my mouth-and felt the bike run over my precious face. 

Ok…totally kidding.

But I did run into the fence.  Luckily I was going slow (I honestly felt like I was going 80 mph) and the fence had lots of brush on it so it was pretty cushy.  The bike stalled out and I turned around to see Dan rushing up on the 4-wheeler.  I hopped off the bike and said “Shit!” about ten times.  I was mad at myself for not being able to react to the bike the way I should have.  All I had to do was release the throttle, squeeze the clutch and hit the brake.  Apparently my brain can’t think about doing three things at once when said brain thinks it may soon cease to exist.  Dan said in his deep, calm voice, “Baby-I don’t think it’s anything worth swearing about.” 

Oh jeez…way to drop me from a building back to reality.  He does that to me sometimes when I get all worked up about things that don’t really matter.  :)   And he was totally right.  It wasn’t worth swearing about.  I didn’t die.  Didn’t even get a scratch.  Didn’t harm the fence or the bike; which was of course my main concern.  And didn’t get my precious face run over.  All was good and well with me and the world. 

I took a few deep breaths, collected my thoughts, thought about the bike and what I did or didn’t do to cause my little accident, and started it back up. 

By the end of the afternoon-I was doing pretty well.  Feeling more confident on the bike-without being cocky, and having more fun.  I even shifted to second to get some more speed (a huge milestone for someone who’s brain refuses to comprehend the idea of shifting/clutching).  And didn’t do another wheelie again that afternoon.  Success! 

Here’s a pic of me on Dan’s bike.  Don’t I look like I kinda-sorta know what I’m doing?   

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And here’s a picture of Dan on the bike.  Ladies be warned…. 

<3

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Hope yall have a great day!  And do something dangerous!  ;)

PLSF

Need something completely unnecessary to blow your cash on?

Yes!? 

Then you’ve come to the right place.  I was meandering through the strange “Seen it on TV” section at my local Walgreen’s and spotted about a million items that I was halfway tempted to blow my cash on.  And then I came to and realized that 99.99999% of these products would be used once and then get stashed under my bed until I moved to my next place.  Then I’d pull out said item and get all excited about it because I do in fact remember ‘seeing it on TV,’ use said item one more time, realize it was shit and attempt to pawn it off on an innocent suspect or throw it away. 

It’s a process I’ve obviously been through before…

You’ve all heard of the Snuggie right?  It’s a glorified blanket.  Their catch is that it has arm holes to keep your hands free.  Because we all know how restricting those damn Afghans can be.  I can never get to the remote or take a drink of water under those things.  You can purchase the Adult Snuggie and a Kid’s Snuggie. 

And now……you can purchase the Dog Snuggie. 

Yes…a snuggie for your dogs.  Pretty dang ridiculous huh? 

wow...

wow…

Now…me being the extreme pet lover that I am-I actually thought the pictures on the box were freakin’ adorable.  But…I would never waste my money on it. 

I also particularly love how the box says, “Keeps your paws free!”  As if the dogs are the ones making this purchase.  And all dogs know how restricting regular blankets can be.  So stupid…although Hurley would look adorable in one. 

:)  

PLSF

Drinkin’ Beers and Shootin’ Deers

That statement is so completely redneck I can barely stand it.  But I do occasionally find myself saying it a lot lately.  I think I saw it on a ball cap at Wal-Mart (of course).  Pretty soon it will fall into the “If I hear that one more time…I’m going to freak” category.  “Git R’ Dun” also finds a home there *shudders in disgust*.

But as stated previously…I’ve got a boyfriend who does exactly that.  Drinks beers and shoot deers.  He is of course, much more complex than that.  But-the guy is crazy about hunting.  And if we’re going to make this relationship work-I need to get crazy about it too. 

I’m 24 years old…grew up in the country on a dairy farm…amongst a family of hunters…but had never shot a gun until about a month ago!  I’m not against hunting or scared of guns or anything-I just never did it before.  Dan took me to a local shooting range and taught me the basics of rifle and pistol shooting.

One shot was all it took and I was hooked for life.  It was so much fun I could barely stand it.  I did okay for a first time shooter and now have the drive to improve my handling skills and accuracy at different distances.  A target at 50 yards is much easier to hit than a target at 200 yards.  With time and practice I think I will become a good shot.  I’m just wondering why I didn’t start shooting guns at a much earlier age!  I grew up on a farm…just think of all the little creatures that I could have taken down in my younger years.  And MOM…don’t be upset about my new found drive to hunt and kill animals.  You shoot birds from your kitchen window with a BB gun.  :)

Handling a gun is not anything to be taken lightly…it’s a serious (and very deadly) matter.  Luckily for me, Dan is a super serious sportsman and focuses on safety and respect for the weapons.  It’s super important for anyone new to firearms to pair up with someone who will focus more on safety than skill at first.  Gun safety needs to be drilled into the heads of anyone handling a gun.  I’ve got a thick skull, but I think it’s sinking in. 

I just wanted to share a few pics of me doing some shooting.  I’m hoping that soon enough I will have a video and some pics of me actually taking down a tasty animal.  But…I need to be sure I’m a good shot before I attempt that.  Or else I will probably just blow the ear off a couple innocent deer.  And that’s just not nice.  :)  

Shooting a rifle… (Don’t ask me what the names of these guns are cuz I’ve got no clue)Rifle

 

Pistol

That’s me shooting one of Dan’s pistols.  If you’ve never shot a pistol-do it.  It was so much fun!  But-way harder than it looks.  I’m not vain or anything, but I sometimes assume that I will be good at anything a guy is good at (shooting, sports, grilling meat, belching, changing oil, etc.).  It’s usually not the case-especially with shooting pistols. 

I’ve also shot a shotgun. 

Shotgun

Shooting a shotgun is also harder than it looks.  You don’t have a scope with crosshairs like you do on a rifle.  You have to kind of aim with the barrel.  But it’s fun to shoot for sure. 

My aim is bad…but my form is good.  Ya gotta start somewhere.  :)  

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Me shooting a 308 rifle.  It’s a super heavy gun.  I was aiming at a tree in that picture and I hit it-three times.  Poor tree. 

Anyway…I’m sure yall will be seeing a lot more of this kind of stuff.  I hope you’re not an advocate for gun control or a member of PETA (unless of course, it’s the People Eating Tasty Animals version).  If you are..then stick around for a while and see what you’re missing.  :)  

PLSF

Redneck Spelling Bee

First off….I’ve got to give a big shout-out to all my PLSF peeps who are still checking my rather desolate piece of the blogosphere.  And I promise to never say “Shout-out to all my peeps” ever again.  Unless of course, I magically turn into Carson Daly and start hosting TRL from the late 90′s.  And we all know that will never happen. 

The last time I posted on here I was a single girl-just out to have some fun and enjoy life.  Now I’m a taken girl-just out to have some fun.  :)   My new man’s name is Dan.  He’s an amazing 6′ 4″ country boy-hunter-drives a big truck-drinks beer-opens doors for women-looks great in a cowboy hat-great sense of humor-help anyone-kind of guy.  I could go on and on about this guy, but we’ll save that for a different post.  :)   Here’s a picture of him for all of you curious folks out there. 

My Man Dan

My Man Dan

Yes, that’s a gun on his back.  It’s a big gun.  Dan taught-is teaching me about shooting and hunting and all that stuff.  But again that’s a post for another time. 

Since I’ve started dating Dan, I’ve gotten to see a lot of the Texas country side.  Which is a good thing, since I was starting to get antsy being stuck in the concrete jungle that is the inner-city of Houston.  I’m a natural country girl-so this is good stuff for my soul.  We took a road trip to Dan’s deer lease.  Basically, a deer lease is a spot of land on a cattle ranch that is leased to hunt on. 

We stopped at a gas station on our way to the Deer Lease in the small town of Who Know’s Where The H We Are to purchase a few forgotten items.  I saw the following signs that we’re misspelled.  I’m not a spelling or grammar nazi by any means-I’m sure there are a million of them in the previous 2 paragraphs.  But…I know when something is absolutely and completely wrong.  And it makes me laugh.  A lot. 

This little gas station had a jewelry case.  Ya know, in case you forgot your CZ studs or tongue rings on the trip to the ranch. 

Ear Rings

You can get your Ear Rings for the low-low price of $4.99!  Great!

Ear Rings, I’m assuming are similar to the more commonly known earrings…but then again-we were in redneck central. 

Maybe it was the beer…or the whiskey…or the rum…but I laughed out loud when I saw this!  I had to snap a picture on my phone.  I’m sure the attendant simply thought I was admiring the sparkly goods. 

Then I turned the carousel to see what other sparklies this place specialized in…

Body Jew

Of course!!!  Body Jew!  For the low-low price of $4.99. 

I’m assuming that after the hour long discussion to determine the proper spelling of earrings…they just decided to avoid the trouble and abbreviate the word jewelry.  It was a redneck abbreviation that may be offensive to those of the Jewish religion, but an abbreviation none the less. 

MMmmmm…..country life.  Gotta love it! 

PLSF  :)