It's been awhile since I've done one of these 'things I love and use often," posts.

So here goes. Without further ado.

Make yourself Pretty! )

And that's it! Hopefully you'll use these and love them as much as I do. And obviously, the owners of these products aren't paying me to say this stuff. They have no idea who I am, and even if they did, I'm certain they wouldn't care. :)
It's that time again, when I just have so much love for things in my life that I feel it's my duty to share it with you all. It's that or moan about how old I'm getting; I was chatting with one of the chorus boys in the show and inadvertently found out that I'm TWENTY years older than he is.

When did I get twenty years older than anyone?  Someone please tell me?

Anyway, onto more important things.

Swiffer Sweeper - If you have non-carpeted flooring, you NEED one of these.  I have a great vacuum, a Kenmore canister vac, but if you want quick, this guy ain't it.  It'll suck up anything you want, but dragging it around the house it unwieldy, sometimes.  The Swiffer Sweeper is cordless and does what a vacuum and a swiffer do in one step (for light messes).  We have hardwood floors, brick floors and tile in the downstairs, and it's perfect for a quick and easy cleanup.  The boys can use it without banging into the walls.  Best of all, it's under $40 bucks.  My love for this thing knows no bounds.  Use that $5 off coupon for Bed, Bath and Beyond that comes in the mail every other week and go get one.  You wont be sorry.

Reebok Easy Tone - The lure of a better butt and thighs at the hand of a shoe was too much to resist!  Although I don't really believe the science behind it, I have to admit that these things are really, really comfortable.  It's like walking on a cloud made of pillows!  Well, as close as you can get in a workout shoe.  I'd recommend getting a size bigger than you normally wear, especially if you like thick socks.  And if the shoe really does reduce the size of my business, then hallelujah, and you'll be the first to know.

Mrs. Meyers Clean Day
- I've told you all how much I love this stuff before; I particularly love the geranium scent. I've used the counter top spray and the all-purpose cleaner for a few years, and I bought the laundry detergent last month.  With my front loading machine, it doesn't take much of it.  I also love Downy Simple Pleasures Fabric Softener, but WARNING:  When used together, these make your clothes, and by default you, smell like old lady perfume mixed with stale Irish Spring.  In my opinion, not a good combo.  So use these two items, but separately, your you'll have to hold a handkerchief over your nose untill the scent dissipates. 

Cover Girl Outlast Lipstain - This doesn't actually stain your lips, but it does stay on for a good long while without having to reapply.  And it doesn't feel sticky or crumbly like so many multi-hour lipcolors.

Hemingway Candle from Hobby Lobby
- The fact that I'm telling you about this only shows how much I love you all.  This is a subtle, non-flowery, clean scent that I really like.  I take the sticker off and tie a pretty ribbon around it and it doesn't look like I only spent $4 on it. (Because they go 50% off every other week!  Score!)  This all said, if I go to my Hobby Lobby and can't find these anymore, I'm gonna blame you all.  Just kidding.  Go.  Buy.  Make your house smell pretty.  Thank me later.

Gillian & O'Malley Nightie - Seriously the most comfortable nightie ever.  Knit.  Breathable.  Attractive.  Comfy.  Get one.  Unless you're a boy.  Then that'd be awkward.

The Help - My sister-in-law recommended this book, and I really enjoyed it.  I devoured it in a day, and didn't want to stop reading.  It's written in the voice of a less-educated black maid in the early 1960's, and although that didn't bother me at all, I know that some people unacquainted with how some people talk in the South might find it a stumbling block.  I loved it, though.  It gave a glimpse into how far we've come in race relations, and how lucky we are to be living in the day and time that we do.    4 out of 5 stars.  :)

What have you been enjoying lately?  Share with me!
I haven't done this in awhile, so I thought I'd share with all of you what products I use that make my life better. I'm not getting any money from this, obviously, and these are just my opinions. This is a girly, completely self-indulgent and superfluous post. If you're looking for the meaning of life, you'd be better off moving on. And I don't know that you'll actually find the meaning of life on a blog, anyway. But you never know.

Beauty Products under the cut! So I'm superficial. So sue me. )

And for all you fanfic readers: Have you been to the [livejournal.com profile] dgficexchange to read? There are some real gems over there so far. Have a lovely Sunday!
Yes, I realize it hasn't been that long since I posted for yesterday, but I'm disturbed. Veeeeerrrry disturbed.

I dreamed that I was dating Michael Jackson.

...

I'll just sit over here and let that sink in for a bit.

Hey, subconscious? Next time you send me a dead icon to make out with, could it maybe be Cary Grant, please? Thanks. )

I have a new favorite pair of jeans. Who here loathes jeans shopping, raise your hand? I tend to find a pair I like and wear them until they fall apart. So when I found The Boyfriend Jean at Ann Taylor Loft, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. I went to their website today to order another pair, and guess what? SOLD OUT. They say they may still have them in the stores, not that it does me any good because there isn't an Ann Taylor Loft in Amarillo. *bats eyelashes at my mother who lives in Arlington* Flipping figures, right?

Also, my left hand is gimpy. I don't know if it's from all the typing, or what, but it aches something fierce. Send good thoughts, please.

Last thing... the howling at the beginning of Thriller freaks Katie out. Join the club, sister. I remember being in Melissa Lovell's living room, listening to that record for the first time (I think we were in the fourth grade) and almost peeing my pants when Vincent Price started cackling at the end. I know I screamed. I was a dork even back then. ;)
persephone33: (nice ass)
( Jul. 10th, 2009 05:03 pm)
Listen, I understand that we have a tumultuous relationship. You bear a lot (*snort*) on a daily basis between my husband and I, but really. Come on, now. I've been trying. Walking five miles a day, five days a week for the past six weeks in the blazing heat, sweating more than any girl should have to is HARD. I deserve a little movement from you. Instead, all I get are smug looks and profane little clicks that land on the same bloody (horrifying) number every damn day. All I'm asking for is a couple of pounds. Five. We'll start with FIVE measly pounds. You can do that, can't you? Even the stubbornnest of my features, my thighs have moved a little, exchanging some of the chub for some more defined muscle, and my waist is slowly but surely disappearing where it knows it's not wanted.

So all I'm saying, Mr. Bathroom scale, is that it wouldn't kill you to ease up a little. I've stopped with all the butter. I quit using half and half in my coffee. I've cut WAY back on bread. In fact, if you don't start seeing things my way, I'm gonna chunk you out the upstairs window, and watch you fall to your twisted plastic, metal and springy guts death to the ground below.

And then I'll do the Evil Carrie laugh and inhale a creme brulee or something. Because being good reallllllllly sucks rocks.

You have three weeks, punk ass scale. Consider this your formal written warning.

Sincerely and with the utmost support (for now),

Carrie Leigh

P.S. FUZE Slenderize Blueberry Raspberry drink at 20 calories, is pretty great.
Before I moved to Amarillo from the more humid climate of the Dallas area, I didn't have any wrinkles.

Of course, I was 25, then. But I maintain that one of the reasons I have more wrinkles and dry skin is not because I'm eleven years older now, but because the climate here is so very, very arid. It's dry, y'all. We have a celebration when it rains, which it did last night. I did a little dance and stood on the back porch watching it for about 20 minutes. Good times.

But I digress. I preface with the wrinkle/old whining because I'm doing another one of those "Things I Can't Live Without" Product endorsement posts.

Lotions, potions, candles and more )

So that's it. What's your favorite beauty Product? Other product? Thing you absolutely cannot live without? Share! I want to know!
persephone33: (Moral Indignation)
( Mar. 20th, 2009 10:05 am)
I've always been what my mother would call, "a good sleeper."  I sleep hard.  It doesn't matter how much caffeine I have in the afternoon.  I can pound a 44 ounce diet coke from Sonic right before I go to bed, and it doesn't affect me dropping off even the least little bit. I've slept through horrendous thunderstorms.  I go to sleep while Nolan is watching World War Two documentaries (those things are LOUD. Well, and boring). As a child (8), I fell asleep in the theatre during the final battle scene of The Empire Strikes Back ( a story my dad still delights in telling). 

What I'm trying to say is that I've never had an issue with getting 8 hours.  Not even when I had babies!  Yes, they woke me up a LOT, but I was able to go right back to sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.  When Nolan and I first married, his snoring (it sounds like he's FAKING it.  That's how loud it is.  Like it's some kind of joke) was so loud I used earplugs, but then I stopped, because I wanted to be able to hear the boys when they cried.

About six months ago, I noticed I was starting to get awakened in the middle of the night, and had a hard time going back to sleep, what with all the husband snorting and dog snuffling.  Plus the click click click of Katie's claws on the hardwood floors.  So I went to Walgreens and bought some earplugs.

Oh, my goodness. *cue hallelujah chorus*

I sleep like the DEAD.  I hear NOTHING.  it is absolutely glorious, the vaccuum of silence that I awaken to.  I cannot give enough effusive adjectives to how fandamntastic these things are.  It's probably breaking one or more of the Ten Commandments, or something.  I, Carrie Leigh, do heartily endorse Quiet Time earplugs for all your sleeping needs.  They are my new favorite thing in all of the world.  :D

Only, make sure you have a really freaking LOUD alarm clock, you guys.  That's all I'm saying.

persephone33: (writer coffee)
( Nov. 23rd, 2008 11:07 am)
Teenaged boys are gone, my own children have not yet arrived back home, so I'm basking in the glow of a quiet home.  I've been trying to put things back together.  It's not too bad, really.  They were sweet boys, and made me laugh a LOT.  We really enjoyed ourselves this weekend, and a couple of the boys will be forever changed by the retreat, I think.  So it was worth it.

The band that they had for the kids was fabulous.  I bought a CD.  They're out of Houston and they rock.  I don't even really like most "Christian" music.  They're called The Access, and their music can be heard here.  Seriously, you won't be disappointed.  No cheesy stuff here.

Also (lest you think I've become someone else), how cute are these necklaces?  Must not.  Must resist.  But if I get Christmas money, We all know what I'm going to buy...

Aaaand, Mrs. Meyers Clean Day All Purpose Cleaner and Countertop Spray in geranium scent?  I want to marry it and have little awesome baby cleaning products with it.  It's de-funkifying my house as we speak.  :D

You folks have a lovely rest of your lazy Sunday afternoon.  I'm going to work on my exchange fic.  Must.  Finish. Soon.  Eeek.  EEEEEEEEK.
I give you a list of products that I swear by, that make me happy, and that I use on a weekly, if not daily basis.  



That said, Hubs is off on his yearly Elk Expedition.  I'm husbandless for a week!  Anyone want to scene? (hee!)
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