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Sensodyne Deep Clean

Review time!
This post was sponsored by Sensodyne Deep Clean as part of a new product sampling activation for BzzAgent I received complimentary products to facilitate my review. All review comments are entirely my own.
I have been using Sensodyne for a number of years now since my dentist recommended it. I have tried several different varieties that they have and they have all been….okay. They help with teeth sensitivity, and at my last few check ups, I’ve had no cavities, so yay! But I don’t know, they just never made my mouth feel “fresh”. So I got a sample of the Sensodyne Deep Clean gel from BzzAgent. I figured it would be “okay” like the other varieties.
I was wrong.
It is so much better! It tastes really nice, my teeth felt wonderfully clean, it still helps with the sensitivity and my mouth felt “fresh”. Even after I had something to eat, I still had that fresh clean feeling, and have never had that with another toothpaste. I used it morning and night for five days, just to be sure that it was just as good every day, and it is! I have found my new favorite toothpaste!

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ClariSpray Nasal Allergy Spray

Review time!
This post was sponsored by ClariSpray as part of a new product sampling activation for @BzzAgent. I received complimentary products to facilitate my review. All review comments are entirely my own.
I really wanted to like this more than I did. I tried the ClariSpray for 3 days in a row. (The active ingredient in it is Fluticasone Propionate Nasal Spray, USP.) I used it at 8 a.m. every morning. Two puffs in each side, as directed. It promises 24 hour relief of nasal allergies. However, when I was getting ready for bed at 11 p.m., I was already congested again, and needed to take an allergy med.
I was hoping the ClariSpray would work as well as Claritin pills do ,even though they have different ingredients. I will continue to use it, though. It works great for the day: no sneezing, coughing, or itchy eyes. They also sent me several $3 off coupons, which is a great incentive! (They sent me so many, I passed some on to a friend!). But I will still need to take a separate med in the evening. So out of 5 stars, I give it three.

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Mrs. Meyer’s Clean Day Basil Hand Soap and Hand Lotion

Review time!
This post was sponsored by Mrs. Meyer’s Clean Day as part of a new product sampling activation for Crowdtap. I received complimentary products to facilitate my review. All review comments are entirely my own.
I received Mrs. Meyer’s Clean Day Basil hand soap and Mrs. Meyer’s Clean Day Basil hand lotion. I’ve already used them several times today, after taking out the trash, emptying the recycling, and before and after I handled some raw hamburger to brown for dinner. I wasn’t sure how I’d like them. I mean basil scented soap and lotion? What kind of an idea is that?
Turns out it’s a GREAT idea!
The soap works wonderfully and foams up well, even in our somewhat hard water. It smells like a dream, and is not drying like some soaps can be. The lotion is great, and a little goes a long way, you really only need half a pump, and again, the smell is lovely. Definitely basil, but not too strong or overpowering. It smells very fresh and outdoorsy, and it moisturizes my paws very well!
I’d heard of Mrs. Meyer’s before, but never thought to buy it. But now, I definitely would!

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This Is My Friend’s Family

I will probably never put another GoFundMe here, but this is Mary.  She’s one of my best friends.  She’s had a year from Hell, and it’s only February.  I am sending her some cash in the mail (and I’ve been unemployed for YEARS), and you can see by some of the amounts donated, she means a lot to people!  This girl has talked more people down from the ledge than anyone I know.  All while taking care of her terminally ill mum, homeschooling her son, and taking care of a veritable stable of animals that have been abused/abandoned.  Please, I am begging you.  If you can, please throw a dollar her way.  Yes, a dollar.  When we say “every bit helps”, we mean it!


Thank you so much!


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Axe Body Spray – The Funk of 40000 Years

Had to pick up a few things at CVS today (my favorite store).  I was strolling down the aisle with my Iced Earl Grey Latte in one hand (from Peet’s, another favorite place), and my little shopping basket in the other.  A guy passed me going the other way.  I was about to pull a jar of peanut butter off the shelf, when I was momentarily frozen in my tracks by the impenetrable wall of Axe Body Spray that the guy left in his wake.  Time froze, my lungs were choked for air….I was sure this was it.  My headstone would say, “She died from some dudes overuse of Axe.  The body spray, not the hand tool.”

Guys, please quit using this stuff.

My friends and I have joked that it is “The Smell of Desperation” and “Eau de Douchebag”.  Their own instructions are to spray it “all over your body”.  NO.  You guys know how you hate it when girls wear too much perfume?  YOU ARE NOW THAT GIRL.  Some schools have even banned wearing it because it STINKS.

Even worse are those who think that it can be used in lieu of a shower.  No, it can’t.  Guys, please, for the love of everything that is good in the world, shower every day.  Please use soap.  Honestly, that’s all you need.    Please don’t use Axe Body Wash.  That’s like a double whammy of yuck.  I call it “The Funk of 40,000 Years”, because the smell doesn’t dissipate during the day.  It just forms a cloud around you, like Pigpen from Charlie Brown, only not as adorable.  No matter what the commercials or the bottle try to tell you, that smell won’t get you laid.

No girl wants to sleep with a guy who reeks of Axe.  Because then the smell gets all over her, and she has to shower in bleach to get it off.

The guys I have dated have used Irish Spring bar soap, or Old Spice Body Wash, and they smelled clean, not like a chemical bukkake (if you don’t know what that word means, don’t look it up.  Seriously.).  So please, do the people of America a favor.

Don’t use Axe.


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Rain and More Rain

I know, I’ve been MIA for a bit.  But I have an excuse.  Not a GOOD one, mind you.

I’m blaming the rain.

After something like 10 years of drought here in Northern California, we have been getting hammered.  We have gotten so much rain this season that we are officially out of the drought.  Yet, it keeps falling.  Mother Nature is mad at our whining, I suppose.  I have a few friends who live in the mountains, and one hasn’t really been able to leave his house for something like a week.  At least he can work from home, so he won’t lose his job.
And that right there amuses me.  They tell us there’s pouring rain, there’s flooding, there’s 50 mph winds, don’t leave your house if you don’t have to…..but if you want to keep your crap job ringing up groceries or whatever, you need to get to work.  We had flooding over in Niles Canyon last night, and the friggin’ CHP was saying not to go out if you could help it.  All I could think was, “Somewhere, there is a boss nice and warm in his house threatening to fire his employees if they don’t show up for work.”

But along with the gray and cloudy crappy weather, I have a gray and cloudy disposition.  I have Seasonal Affective Disorder.  The one thing I found out that helped it years ago was to go into a tanning bed for 5 minutes once a week.  However, there is only one tanning salon in town, and it’s the one I was fired from.  Not to worry, he tried to decline my unemployment, and we went to court over it.  Yeah, I won that case.  But I doubt I’d be welcomed back to the shop with open arms!

As far as flooding goes, although we only live about 100 yards from a creek, it’s REALLY deep.  I’d say the creek bed is a good 50 feet down, and is about 10 feet full.  Plus it flows out to the Bay, so we’re good.  But running to a sandwich shop nearby yesterday, we checked out the creek, as there’s a bridge going over it.  I have never seen that much water in there.  Every summer, there is a creek cleanup, as there is never any water in there.  I don’t know if they’ll be able to do it this year!

So my absence isn’t my fault.  It’s the weather.  Nature is a mother.


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Killer Stoves and Cleavage Coolers

The stove/oven combo at the place I live is really unusual.  It’s not all one thing.  There is a stove top with four burners, but the oven is NEXT to it, set into the wall.  We actually like this set up, we don’t have to bend over to get things out, and it’s especially good for when we cook anything heavy, like when we cook turkey on Christmas.

But I think our stove top is trying to kill us.

There was the day when one of the burners burst into flame.  And when I say that, I mean it BURST, LOUDLY and turned into a Roman candle for about 30 seconds.  The mom unit was trapped in the kitchen, I was trying to figure out how to get her out while simultaneously trying to remember if we had baking soda (electric stoves suck), and both of us were screaming.  I also remember being really happy that our renter’s insurance was paid up.  Then, it just stopped.  They came and replaced said burner, but even the repair guy couldn’t explain why our stove wanted to kill us.

Then some burners would randomly stop working….and then just start again.  The repair guy came about 3 months back, and replaced the little electrical box under one of the dials, telling us that should take care of it.  Nope.  Just a few days ago, I put the kettle on to make tea and had a seat on the couch.  It’s a whistling kettle (belonged to my late uncle and I love it), so I never worry about forgetting it.  I got involved with my TV program, and 10 minutes later, realized that my kettle never started whistling.  Had I turned on the wrong burner?
Going into the kitchen, I saw that I had the right burner on (the large right front one), but nothing was happening, it was stone cold.  Then we realized the back rear left one (also a large one) wasn’t working as well.  So another call to the management who called out the repair guy again.

I don’t know about you, but I kind of hate having repair people in my house.  There is no reason, I’m just misanthropic.  I am kind of fascinated by most of the stuff they do, but the stove guy grates on me.  The worst part is that whoever designed these apartments decided that the best place to put the breaker box was right behind my bedroom door.  So when he has to turn the electricity off/on (and he has to because it’s an electric stove and he’s fiddling with the wires), he has to go in and out.  Right next to the door is a large bookshelf I refer to as “my altar”.  I have stuff on there that means something to me.  I have a tiara a boyfriend got me to wear for my birthday several years ago, an empty mint tin that has a Ouija board design on the outside, a strand of green Mardi Gras beads that hang down to my knees given to me way back in 2009, and so on.  Well, the last time he went in and out of my room, he had a bid stupid smile.  It wasn’t until he left that I went in and looked around….what was so funny?  That’s when I realized what it might be.
My bodice cooler from Ren Faire.
I’ve attached a photo below of a vendor with several of them, for those of you who don’t know what they are.
See, Ren Faire tends to be really hot.  Like, REALLY HOT (at least around these parts).  So a bodice chiller is meant to be placed between the breasts and filled with ice, and it helps keep you cool.  Last time I went to faire a few years ago, I bought one, but I bought an “unusual” one.  Instead of it having a normal “pointy” end, the end is shaped….like a penis.
And it’s green.
Now when I bought it, I thought it was funny and clever.  But now it’s only my alter with its penis end pointing up to the ceiling.
It looks like I have a glass dildo that I am proudly displaying, and yes, it’s fairly obvious, sitting on my shelf in all it’s green penile glory.

So basically, if the stove ever craps out again, we will just have to move.