La nouvelle de gamme de déodorants Ushuaïa BIO

Ushuaïa poursuit son engagement pour le BIO en proposant une nouvelle gamme de déodorants aux ingrédients BIO assortis aux gels douches lancés l’été 2008. La gamme est composée de 4 produits : « Argan du Maroc », « Hibiscus du Burkina Faso », « Thé vert de Chine » et « Vanille de Madagascar ».

Selon les tests effectués en laboratoire, ces déodorants bille sont efficaces contre les odeurs de transpiration sur une durée de 24H. Ils ne contiennent ni sels d’aluminium, ni colorants de synthèse, ni parabens. Ceux-ci sont à 100% d’origine naturelle et composés à 10% d’extraits végétaux issus de l’agriculture biologique, ce qui leur a valu d’être certifiés par Ecocert et labellisés par Cosmébio.

Le packaging est constitué de polypropylène et est recyclable. Grâce à sa petite taille, le déodorant Ushuaïa BIO est facile à emporter et à ranger.

Ushuaïa est une marque grand public et c’est pourquoi ses produits doivent rester accessibles à une majorité de la population. Ainsi, les déodorants Ushuaïa BIO sont vendus en grandes surfaces à 4,85 € les 50 ml depuis le 15 avril 2009.

La promotion de ce produit a été réalisée par l’agence « La Belle & la Bête » à la demande du groupe Lascad (L’Oréal) à divers niveaux :

-une campagne télévisée

-des bannières sur Internet (Yahoo, TF1, MSN, Auféminin.com, Doctissimo, …)
-la création d’un site Internet contenant des témoignages vidéo, des informations sur la marque et le concept BIO, un e-mag animé par 3 bloggeuses connues (Chris d’Ego, Mam’zelle Emie et Capucine), la découverte interactive des 4 destinations d’origines des 4 ingrédients phares,…

Le fait de passer par différents médias pour la promotion du produit me parait une bonne chose. J’aime beaucoup le spot télévisé qui rappelle exactement celui pour les gels douches. La voix-off et la musique sont reposantes ce qui, je trouve, s’allie merveilleusement bien avec l’idée d’apaisement que font naître ces produits. En ce qui concerne la création du site, cela me plait aussi énormément. Toutes les questions que l’on peut se poser concernant les nouveaux déodorants Ushuaïa BIO trouvent une réponse dans ce site. De plus, la présentation des ingrédients de base par les locaux de la région renforce cette idée d’évasion.

Je ne peux pas me prononcer quant aux déodorants BIO car je ne les ai pas encore testés. Cependant, j’aime beaucoup les gels douches Ushuaïa et particulièrement celui à la fleur d’Hibiscus de la Vallée du Nil. Mes prochains achats seront sans aucun doute le gel douche et le déodorant BIO « Hibiscus du Burkina Faso ».

Sources :

* Aufeminin.com
* Caractérielles.com
* Consummerdurable.com
* E-marketing
* Journaldunet.com
* Ushuaia-bio.fr

Shampoo, conditioner, moisturizer, makeup, body lotions – count up all the chemical ingredients in these other feminine beauty products and the average woman “hosts” 515 chemicals on her body every day, according to a new study of British women.

Yikes! Was that what the UN was getting at yesterday when its new report concluded women are more adversely affected by the world’s environmental problems? No, probably no. And, the women don’t seem concerned either. The deodorant company that sponsored the new British study says seven out of ten women surveyed said they aren’t worried that their beauty regimes could hurt their health.

What the study doesn’t say is whether the chemicals actually DO pose a threat to human or environmental health. No need, really. Plenty of other studies have identified carcinogens like lead, mercury, parabens, phthalates and other chemicals that can mimic human hormones and may disrupt your body’s functioning.

I wrote this title as an homage to my science background.  I have an advanced degree in medical science and have always enjoyed reading the titles of scientific articles; they are no-nonsense, clear, and serious, all qualities that elude me in real life communication.  Yes, I have an advanced degree; no, I’m not fully using it at the moment.  There are a few reasons for this, not the least of which is that I truly did not enjoy the prospect of a life long career in science.  It just wasn’t for me.  Also, if I can play the “it’s everyone else’s fault” card for a moment, many very well-intentioned people pushed me into science at a time when I had absolutely no idea what I wanted to do with my life.  But I don’t really enjoy blaming others for my life; it’s whiny, it’s weak, and it’s really futile, since what’s done is done.  I am lucky that I stumbled into the job teaching high school science a few years back; it was a fantastic experience and one I hope to duplicate in our new town as soon as possible.

The main reason I couldn’t (and probably can’t) pursue a career in medical science is that I have a pretty strong case of depression mixed with a potent shot of anxiety.  Some clinicians have given me the diagnosis of bipolar II, which I like to call low-cal bipolar, because it’s basically half the mania with all the depression.  It took me a long time to accept any mental health diagnosis.  I felt weak, ashamed, confused, and irritated.  I railed against the idea that I seek therapy or take medication; the diagnosis of and treatment options for depression  just seemed more fitting for someone more feeble, more fragile, more damsel-in-distress than I.  I say seemed more fitting because my wonderful primary care physician finally convinced me to take my SSRI and I eventually felt worlds better.  I felt pretty good, in fact.

Therapy, however, is something I still can’t embrace.  Now, let me first say that therapy is effective for many and therapists are very intelligent and talented mental health practitioners.  I’m sure I could benefit from therapy, but I don’t like talking to people I know, let alone strangers.  For me, for now, my medication is serving me well and I have far fewer dark days than I did pre-medication.  However, everyone needs some kind of therapy to help them with the stress of work, the stress of the impending holidays (more on that later), and the stress of the day-to-day.  So what unorthodox therapies do I use to augment my conservative medication regimen?

Dessert – I went to a baking class last night.  I was ready to leave as soon as I arrived.  The room was filled with strangers and I knew that eventually I would have to interact with them.  I was, sadly, a nervous wreck.  I stayed and yes, I did talk a little bit to some of the other participants (who were all lovely people) but mainly, I got to do what I really loved to do – bake.  I got to roll dough and knead dough and ever-so-delicately press dough into pie dishes.  I got to make chocolate pecan filling, biscuits, rolls, and tarts.  It was cathartic.  Baking and cooking are fabulous therapies for me; I focus on something very concrete, I work for a relatively short amount of time, and in the end, I produce something someone can enjoy.  The work itself is soothing; the longer you work, the more your senses get involved in the process; the dough feels stretchier, the smells get stronger, the food starts to look perfect.  It’s the best of all worlds; I feel better when I finish making dinner or dessert and my family also gets a tasty reminder of how much I love them.

Dogs – I love my mini schnauzer.  She’s irritable, curmudgeonly, and loud.  She vomits far too often and poops about five times a day, not always outside.  She’s five years old and still hasn’t mastered “sit” or “stay”.  But she’s my first baby.  I wanted a dog my whole life and I finally got her.  She tolerates only a very small number of people but she loves me.  She curls up with me at the end of the day and snores her adorable snore and I can’t help but smile.  She is the best listener in my family and is therefore the holder of all my thoughts and secrets.  Poor dog.  Sometimes I wake up and have the ominous “it’s going to be a dark day” feeling.  Maybe that feeling never completely goes away that day, but when my dog trots over to me and wags her sad little stub of a tail, the feeling definitely subsides.

Deodorant – I felt quite lousy yesterday morning.  I was feeling down, tired, unmotivated, and full of self loathing.  It was one of those dark days when the thought “I’m a failure” kept echoing in my head.  My daughter, with her patented bouncy run, came bouncing into my room and saw I was sad.  She handed me Hoots and smiled.  I smiled back, but my daughter, in her infinite wisdom, could sense that Hoots wasn’t fixing my problem.  So, she ran into my bathroom.  I heard her rustling through my drawers (a favorite pastime of hers) and she reappeared, proudly holding my deodorant.  She handed it to me with a toothy grin and looked incredibly pleased with herself.  How could I not feel better?

Here, in no particular order, are some other sources of comfort I use when the days are long and weary:  Cleveland Cavaliers games, college football, John Legend’s music, The Colbert Report, Arrested Development on DVD, the holiday line of lotions from Bath and Body Works, smoked gouda, Food Network Thanksgiving specials, yoga, spaghetti with garlic and olive oil, my husband’s laugh, Real Simple magazine, rereading Marjorie Morningstar for the twentieth time, my daughter’s face when she wakes up in the morning (almost always all smiles), old movies, naps with my husband on the weekend, Johnny Depp…..

So every day I take a deep breath, my pill, and a healthy dose of one (or several) of my therapies.   And then I can find a genuine reason to smile each day.

Wow! Bagong Rest Day! Woohoo!, dapat ninanamnam, bawat pagkakataon, isang taon na, hindi nakakapagsimba, internet muna, iyon oh!, nauna nagising kay kuya, solo ko, haha, hala!, 09:30 na, asikaso muna, ligo, toothbrush, bihis, pabango, sapatos, suklay???, alis na.

Makikinig muna ko ng salita ng Diyos, isang taon din iyon, nagoffering, tithes, text, awit, clap clap, batsi na, SM muna, boring, Linggo eh, dapat may magawa, teh kita tayo, maya na pacquiao pa eh, o sige, porang tara, nood tayo, 2012, sige, kelan, now na!, teka ligo lang ako, okies, teh sama ka samen, trinoma, okies..

Asan ka na, dito ako sa may circle, sa gitna, punta ka, buset ka hintay mo ko, tara akyat na tayo, ui! ang haba ng pila, doon sa kabila, dito nalang, sige, magkano ba, ah baka kuwan, eto nga iyong pila, ate iyong 2:45?, eh iyong 3:00?, eh iyong 3:15? HALA!, eh iyong 4:00? toinks, wala puno, tae, wag nalang, next tym nalang, sige, tara starbucks, tara, gusto ko white mocha, ay java chip nalang, tama, ikaw?, ah masarap ba iyon, dark cherry mocha, sakto lang, hehe…

teh asan ka na, oi!, nagkakilala din kayo, sa wakas, inom tayo, sige, saan, diyan nalang sa gerry’s grill, okies, teka uwi lang ako, sandali lang, ligo lang ako, bakit, naiinitan ako eh, weh, siguro may body odor ka noh, wala (baka magkaroon), taena*!!!

*taena kasi nakalimutan kong magdeodorant nung nagaaskikaso ako papunta sa church, naramdaman ko nalang nung nasa farmers na ko pasakay ng MRT, bakit parang may kung ano sa kilikili ko, at naalala ko nga hindi ako nakalagay kaya baka magka-BO ako, naghanap ako ng watson, wala dun ung ginagamit ko, pumunta ko sa mercury drug at wala din dung ganun pero may nakita akong bago ng rexona – kulay yellow at black iyong lalagyan, binili ko na mukhang okies eh, taena ang mahal kasi mukhang special edition, edi pumunta kong CR, naglagay ako, tapos okey naman, maginaw sa kilikili haha!, okey na toh, kaya sige pumunta nakong trinoma, habang nakapila sa naudlot na panonood ng sine, parang may uncomfortable na feeling sa kilikili ko. ampf!, sabi ko hala baka naghalo na nga ung pawis, downy, pabango, at iyong rexona na iyon, inamoy, okay naman pero matapang talaga iyong rexona, hanggang sa nagstarbucks nalang kami at doon nga naramdaman kong baka magka-B.O. nako kaya umuwi talaga ko. Siyempre dali-dali akong naligo at nagbihis at bumalik sa Trinoma gamit iyong talagang deodorant ko. Kung nahuli ako ng ilang minuto sa pagalis malamang sasabog iyong dalawa kong toinks, ampf! nakakahiya iyon!, haaay, tae talaga, buti nalang i’m good nyahaha!

Ginamit ko ulit iyong yellow-black na rexona na iyon ng dalawang araw sa office at talagang panget, parang bibigyan niya ko ng putok anytime, konting overtime pa at baka may pumutok sa dalawang tabi ko. Nakakaasar… Balik na ko sa dati.. haist!

It’s been 12 years since I started massage school, and ever since then, I have heard of the dangers of deodorant. The main problem being the aluminum in it that blocks the odors, and may be linked to Alzheimer’s. Off and on, over that time, I have experimented with every kind of natural alternative to the antiperspirants. The natural crystals, Tom’s of Maine, Herbal Clear, Nature’s Gate, and most recently, a product called Lavilin, which claims to keep you odor free for up to 7 days! I have gone back and forth to a “regular” deodorant, tried a natural one, etc. But, about 7 months ago, as I went in to get one, I noticed an FDA warning on them! On deodorant. It is a warning about the dangers of excessive aluminum on the kidneys. It is for people with renal disease, I now know, but didn’t when I saw the warning label. Still, they are now openly recognizing the problem.

There has also been some ideas about deodorants causing breast cancer, though none of the Cancer institutes claim it. I think the thing to think about here, is:
1. Antiperspirants block what is trying to escape, toxins. If you block that up, it has to go back into the body, right at the lymph nodes under the arms.
2. All the aluminum and other nasties in these deodorants, like parabens, are being absorbed into the body every day, and may accumulate.

So, what are we to do? We couldn’t smell… No one wants to be the smelly kid.
Here’s a little run down of some alternatives. Some work better than others. Some, not at all, in my experience!

1. Arm & Hammer Essentials Natural Deodorant-Unscented. What I’m using now. Works well, no purfumey fragrance.

2. Nature’s Gate Organics Fruit Blend. My second favorite, has Certified Organic Botanicals. I like the Orange Patchouli.

3. Tom’s of Maine. Nice fragrances like Lavender.

4. Herbal Clear Naturally-Sport. Smells the most like a regular deodorant, with Lichen, Tea Tree and Vitamin E. The Lichen inhibits bacteria. This one is also alcohol free.

5. Lavilin. Supposedly works for up to 7 days, even through bathing. You are supposed to be any other deodorant free for 48 hours first, then use it. This did not work at all, and actually gave me a weird odor. (I read online that they reformulated it, maybe it was better before)

6. Spray bottle of water and essential oils like lavender and tea tree, and also baking soda. Works for a bit.

7. Addidas makes one with Cotton Tech and Pure Lightness that it seems a lot of reviewers like, I haven’t tried this one yet, but plan to.

With most of these, if you eat food that comes out of your pores, or work or exercise hard, you will have to wash and reapply. Experiment for yourself, you’re worth it!

So I signed my papers on Tuesday.  That kind of sucked, not going to lie.  I wasn’t supposed to sign until Thursday, but you know how that goes.  I didn’t want it to “ruin” my off day on Wednesday, since I had plans Tuesday night.

And, ready for the shocker, it did.  I cried the whole day at work on Tuesday, but luckily the boy was a total ass and it 100% reminded me that this is the RIGHT choice.  I wasn’t crying because I “love” him or anything, I guess it’s just the finality of it.  He was my best friend.  Luckily, I am lucky and have SEVERAL besties, but it still sucks.  But such is life. <—note: Every time  I type “such is life” I ALWAYS managed to type “suck is life”; some sort of Freudian slip I suppose.

Anyway, you know I like to get off track, a lot.  So it’s done, well, officially in thirty days, but once my signature was notarized, that was official for me.

I’ve met some interesting new people as of late, and that’s pretty rocking.  I’m the shyest person in the universe (if you don’t believe me, think back to the first time we met.  I likely didn’t say anything and avoided eye contact) so that’s “new” for me.  I’ve been forcing myself since I don’t really have a crutch anymore.  I guess I was too dependant on the boy, and I definitely used him as my crutch.  I won’t be doing either one of those again. 

Sorry to those of you I’ve blown off recently.  I’ve been so up and down I don’t know from one minute to the next what I want to do or what I will do.  Matt: I totally have to edit your story! I may do that tonight, although I DO have to make my awesome book list tonight (have to in an OCD sense), maybe I can do both; Jamie: sorry I keep blowing you off, I really don’t mean to.  Jazz and Matthew are experts on my making “plans” and not following through.  It’s usually best to not expect anything then it’s an awesome surprise later! But it is really something I have to work on.  I have a total fear of commitment in certain areas.  I can have a “relationship”, but I don’t like to commit to plans, because I never know if I’ll be depressed or antisocial that day.  BUT I do need t start calling folks and letting them know, that is a definite flaw that I 100% acknowledge (along with others I won’t mention) and need to correct.  I guess it’s part of my see-saw of a journey. 

Oh, and a big sorries to Jonny Jay;) haha.

I lost my train of thought.  Work + texting + emailing + yaddayadda =distracting!

Oh, got it back, score! Remember that I have a SUPER heavy heart, even though I’m tough and all of that crap.  It takes only an iota to get me in le depressed mode.  So just a gentle lil nudge will do, at least for right now.

It all works out one way or the other.  I know this one isn’t very entertaining, but I promise to deliver later. 

Oh here’s a good ending note:  My sweet lil Oedipal kitten, Shadow, left me a shiny quarter in the shower this morning. haha. I love how he totes crap around in his mouth.  Usually I wake up covered in toys and bits of trash (i.e. gum wrappers–not actual trash, ha).  This was a pleasant lil change and set my day off to a good start.

Oh WAIT, I remembered an even better ending.  How can this be so, you ask?  Because it’s me!! SO I had contacted divorce court back in October because I didn’t think I’d be able to come up with money for the divorce.  I totally, forgot about it.  So I got contacted by them, and they are recording again in January and wanted us to come on. hahah. Too bad we just signed.  They’d pay both our airfares, hotels, and give us $570 a piece. haha. That sounds like a forking vacation to me! This is the second show I’ve gotten an offer to be on.  Dr. Phil offered it awhile back=score.  I’m a big wimp, so of course, I didn’t go.  But how is that for awesome?? Even the boy thought it was hilarious and would have gone to d. court. hahaha. score.

Note: Apple Cider Vinegar in armpits + a layer of baking soda also does not work.  Next up witch hazel?

I don’t have the energy for a long post, so I’m just going to leave you with the website for the Michael Fields Agricultural Institute New Farmer Foundation Year, which I am currently lusting over.

Bonne nuit!

It’s my most ardent goal in life to be eternally positive, as stated in a recent post, so please understand that I say all this in a purely inquisitive manner, not a negative one.  I truly am confused, slightly bewildered by this behavior, but in no way infuriated.

What’s up with the Bengal’s Ochocinco sending weird stuff to opponents the week before a game?  Apparently, ole Chad sent the Baltimore Ravens deodorant before the team traveled to Cincy.  It seems this week, he Tweeted his intentions of gifting upcoming rival Pittsburgh Steelers mustard, only to have his attempts stifled by Head Coach Marvin Lewis.  What the…?

It is abundantly clear that somehow, Mr. Ochocinco believes this is a scare tactic, a mental game to take place off the field in preparation for the match up, but does anyone know the significance of deodorant and mustard? 

(Shudder, I hate mustard.)

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I didn’t realize that my deodorant/anti-persperant, Mitchum, had aluminum in it. Then I found out most do.

The idea that my body was absorbing any quantity of aluminum on a somewhat regular basis sounded like quite the hazard. There’s no reason to rub aluminum on our armpits.

Now I’ve purchased something that does not contain aluminum, still has virtually no fragrance and works as expected. Though most of the time I skip deodorant anyway.

Check your deodorant!

I know skunky armpit smells. I mean, I’ve smelled pretty nasty stuff. And by that I mean (at least in part) that I have generated some serious funks in my time. But somehow, the first night I was wearing the 50/50 cornstarch/baking soda mix I smelled a little strange. Enough that I thought I needed to use a little more the next time.  So after my next shower, I put on a lot more. More equals better, right? Well, let me tell you. When I woke up the next morning, I had the nastiest stank coming out of my pits. It wasn’t just a sweat smell. It was something else. I think maybe my sweat mixed with the cornstarch to create some mega stank monster.

So what now? Well, for going to work tomorrow I’m going to eke out as much deodorant as I can from my almost-empty tube. Then I might just try straight baking soda. Or maybe straight apple cider vinegar, as I heard that works pretty well too. Then I know there are glycerin and witch hazel recipes, as I talked about before. I haven’t abandoned this quest, but my first try most definitely struck out.

Also, amazon.com is rocking out for me right now – the french program I ordered last night is on it’s way and scheduled to be here tomorrow! I don’t even know how that’s possible; I did not expedite my delivery to two day. I’m happy with it, though.

I rode my bike 13+ miles to work today for the fourth time – I think I’m happy riding my bike as long as it’s not truly dark out; then it gets scary. That’s when it’s a clear sky, anyway. Tomorrow we’re getting the tail end of tropical storm Ida, which will involve getting 2-4 inches of rain. It’ll be dumping on us all day. Then again, my car doesn’t have brake lights right now… so that’s not safe either. What’s a girl to do?

Well, first things first – I made myself a half and half mixture of baking soda and cornstarch today. It’s in it’s own little ball jar in my bathroom, and I applied it with an old (clean!) sock when I got out of the shower today. Frankly, I can’t report on it yet. It’s been pretty chilly in the apartment since I took a shower, and I haven’t done anything all that physical since then (I’d already gone for a walk and a mountain bike ride earlier today). However, even though I can’t claim wildly positive results, I can say that so far there are no negative results. That’s good, right?

As for toothpaste, I’d been really excited to you that a grout cleaner recipe is also great for natural toothpaste! I’d found a step-by-step in pictures tutorial for baking soda toothpaste. There were many more sites as well, most of them for teeth whitening, but I found one piece of information repeated many times: do NOT use baking soda as a toothpaste/whitener if you have anything in your mouth requiring orthodontic glue.  I have a permanent retainer.  Bummer!

But wait! The most popular toothpaste recipe calls for baking soda and peroxide, although I was originally reading about baking soda alone. What if peroxide can stand alone? This website seems to think so, although they also believe in washing your toothbrush with dishsoap, which I don’t ever plan to do.  That may be a point in their favor, though, since they believe that much in good hygiene. Yahoo answers is conflicted. I’m conflicted.  I still have at least a week or two of toothpaste yet, hopefully more, so I’m going to let this simmer on the back burner for a while. To peroxide or not to peroxide? That is the question.

“How to Overthrow the System: brew your own beer; kick in your Tee Vee; kill your own beef; build your own cabin and piss off the front porch whenever you bloody well feel like it.”    Edward Abbey

Well, I’m not full out homesteading (yet), but I’m becoming very disillusioned about many things the media and big businesses tell us we Must Have. For instance, I’ve been shampoo free since July – and, granted, I’m still playing around with it a little bit, but my hair doesn’t stink, I can still brush it, and my roommate (who doesn’t actually know of my little experiment) recently told me it looked good down. And I never wear my hair down, because historically it looked like crap down. But today I’m not going to write about that.

I’m almost out of deodorant. I can see the plastic at the bottom of the tube; it’s going to be gone within the next few days. This realization has prompted me to look up DIY solutions – gotta be something, right? Turns out nearly every DIY solution I’ve found involves baking soda – well, and then there’s crystals, but I’m throwing that out.

The first and easiest solution is to straight up rub some baking soda on your armpits. That’s it! Theoretically, it can work in sweaty environs for two days! However, as mentioned here, you can mix it with cornstarch. This site recommends adding essential oils, and maybe using a wet mix of witch hazel and glycerin if you don’t like the dry method.  On the essential oils note, I’ve seen a few comments saying they add tea tree oil, which wasn’t mentioned on that last site. I’ve seen it recommended elsewhere that you could put a little witch hazel on your armpit prior to the baking soda, but I don’t recall where I saw that. Angry Chicken has a baking soda based buttery recipe. The Post Punk Kitchen forum, a vegan site with some exceedingly tasty recipes, has a discussion on DIY deodorant stemming from the Angry Chicken post.

Also, some people use alcohol as deodorant! Rubbing alcohol, isopropyl alcohol, even vodka. It has to be sprayed on, so one would need to acquire a little spray bottle. It seems to be recommended to spruce it up a little with some sort of essential oil – peppermint and wintergreen are popular.

As an adult, there is something so ridiculously exciting about getting mail that’s not a bill. I remember being twelve years old and getting Teen magazine and being overly ecstatic at the prospect of receiving mail with my name on it (versus my parents’). As I got older, I realized that I got plenty of mail, but it happened to be in the form of a Nordstrom bill, a Best Buy credit card payment, or an entirely-too-frequent parking ticket… somehow mail as an adult is much less exciting than it was as a child. Today, however, was amazing! I received my second package since arriving and it absolutely made my day!

Despite it’s rather petite size, it was surprisingly heavy and all the goodies tucked away inside put the hugest smile on my face:

Although you can’t tell, the box was full of American items that I’ve been absolutely missing! Two ridiculously huge jars of peanut butter (creamy, of course), three sticks of deodorant (so I can throw my spray deodorant away!), a coffee mug and the equivalent of eight boxes of Fiber One bars (mocha/chocolate, if you’re curious!)

My shelf is now covered with Fiber One bars (plus that box is full of as many as I could fit inside); I think I’ll have my fill of Fiber for the next few months!

You can probably now see how ridiculously huge these jars of peanut butter are. There’s enough to last through the year, if not longer! I am a peanut butter LOVER: PB&J is always a safe bet (plus a comfort food), PB&Carrots, PB&Apples, PB&Banana on an English muffin… there are so many brilliant ways to use it. Plus, American peanut butter (Jif, Skippy, etc.) is a million times better than Brit peanut butter; more processed, probably. Plus more sugar. Tastes a million times better.

In any case, I’m going to go to bed extremely happy and fulfilled tonight. Thank you, Chris!

If you’ll excuse me, I’m off to make a PB&J.

Also, unrelated note: Please notice the new ‘Poll of the Week’ on the sidebar to the right. There are so many things I want to know and thus have created a weekly poll with random questions for the week. It takes two seconds to answer the poll, plus it’s an interesting turn out. If you’ve taken the time to read this entire post, you likely have the extra two seconds to answer, I’m sure. Plus, it’s fun. For me, at least. <3.

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My Indian pals invented the game of monkey cruise trash toss

I’ve got a few friends that are Indians; dot Indians, not feather Indians because the department of corrections said they’re nearly extinct.  Boy howdy, let me tell you, they are the most fun people in the world.  That’s a good thing because they have over eight billion friends in their Now Network.  They make me do all sorts of fun sh*t.  We watch porn with our friends in them (they seem to know everybody).  They are always saying in their thick, Indian accents, “Oh, I could watch this until I got bored then I would wait ten minutes and watch it again, good golly.  She is so hot.”  And then we watch them again.  We eat a shit ton of spicy curry food.  They catch their farts in pickle jars and make me smell them.  I can’t stress enough how badly these people smell.  They make spreadsheet software and I do my taxes.  We talk about marketing deodorant in India and we laugh because it would never sell.  Good times.  No matter how much fun stuff we do, they always get the best deals.  The Jews and the Indians always get the best deals and have the best times.  I love you, JPa.  Come home soon.

1. I had the laziest weekend. Naps on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Now, I love a nap, but three days in a row is ridiculous even for me. I hope it is not a sign that I am coming down with something.

2. About the only thing I did worth mentioning was go to an apple farm with a friend of mine and her two year old. It was a great setup with a little petting zoo and lots of play structures for the kids. And of course, every sort of apple related food you can think of. Our first stop was for some hot apple cider, seeing as the farm was at least ten degrees cooler than town had been. Now let me point out something that you may not know. Bees LOVE apples. There were bees everywhere. But, according to a gentleman at the farm, they get a little drunk off of the fermenting fruit that falls to the ground. So these are the dopiest, laziest, “just hit the good shit” bees you have ever seen. They would land on  us and just rest, didn’t care to even try to get out of the way when we swatted them. All the same, it does freak a person out to have bees landing and crawling on them. And, not that I would know, mind you, but I can imagine that if a person is holding a cup of hot apple cider and flails about as bees land on him, spilling that cider all over himself, that it only makes him that much more attractive to the drunk bees. Again, I’m just guessing.

3. OK, I am somewhat relaxed when it comes to grammar and spelling on the internet. If I can understand what you meant, I’ll ignore a few typos. But I just have to share what someone wrote on the Facebook wall of an ENGLISH teacher I had in junior high. ENGLISH! “

Florida Women Not Only Wear Old Spice But They Reapply Throughout The Day

Take note Procter & Gamble, it’s official.

According to countless run- ins with “The Big Red Stick”, we can confidently say that more and more Florida women not only like it too but they use it too.

And they buy it in multiples. Even stashing  it in their cars.

Why?

Good armpit hygiene has always been top of mind for women in the sunshine state. Florida is the USA’s “humidity capital” and hot Florida women are keeping up with the boys. They can’t shower 4 times a day so what’s a girl to do?

Could it be that Florida’s women are taking a cue from their stinky boyfriends or teenage sons and skipping the shower by shamelessly covering their pits with the strong scent of Old Spice intermittently throughout the day?

The Old Spice wearing women we talked to were womanly in appearance, yet they were firm in their opinion that the “boys club” smell and packaging of Old Spice met their needs better than any of the “girl brands” offered out there.

Florida Women Stash "The Big Red Stick" In Their Cars

“It makes me think of my Dad,” one athletic teen said. “The smell covers up whatever I’ve been doing and I like that it comes in that really big red tube.”

Another attractive woman loves the fact that the blue stuff doesn’t leave a residue. and that the scent makes her feel strong, like a man.

Furthermore, it seems the value size has the most appeal. Maybe because converted Florida women tote Old Spice in gym bags and glove compartments like a badge of honor.

What do men think of the trend?

Blogger Kevin S. of “Now Smell This” writes, “A woman could certainly wear Old Spice; it smells like a carnation-themed Eau de Toilette.”

Other men complain that it’s a turn off to sex, because it makes their woman smell like a guy’s locker room.

This commercial is one of my favorites from the effects to the stuff he saies, so I thought it best to share it with everyone else if you haven’t seen it already, cause I’m a Man.