JoGray Women’s Stainless Steel “I Love You” Ring [product review]

Since Mr. Sam has his commitment ring I needed one too. We found something that we both liked. I’m a simple gal so I didn’t need anything fancy with a lot of bling.

I found this engagement “I Love You” ring which I thought was perfect for what I was looking for. It’s stainless steel or gold-plated are your choices. I picked silver. The ring is comfortable to wear, its thicker than my regular gold band. The ring is 6mm wide with a smooth inside, there are no size or other markings inside the ring.

JoGray Women's Stainless Steel "I Love You" Ring

I picked a size 8 and it fits on either ring finger. I can wear it comfortably without any issues. I liked that the ring is relatively inexpensive. It works for me, for the commitment that I’m giving Mr. Sam.

The ring came with its own gift box inside a plastic jewelry bag with the size on it. I had no issues with this product. This serves as a promise ring, engagement, commitment or wedding ring. It didn’t turn my finger green, if you might be wondering.

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JoGray Women's Stainless Steel "I Love You" Ring

 

 

Emotionally Spent [BFMH]

Thursday I had a family visitation to attend. I received a phone call days earlier from my estranged father informing me that my one of my uncles had passed away. An uncle I remember who would bring his family over for Sunday dinners.

I was never super close to them, although we did attend the same high school. I hadn’t seen them since the 80’s. I don’t remember them attending my grandparents funeral, don’t remember much about the 80’s to be truthful, especially the late 80’s.

It was going to be tough going to this visitation to see family I no longer associated with. My ASPD issues were overshadowed by my BPD issues. I wasn’t that cocky arrogant person I used to be. I was fearful, anxious and borderline unstable.

My Beloved arrived home from work, I’m dressed and ready to go. “I really don’t want to go.”

“Go where?”

“REALLY?”

He sits there in the chair blank faced. I tell him that dinner is in the oven and I walk upstairs trying to maintain & contain my unstable emotions. I can feel the emotions starting to boil, lid is almost off the pot. I manage to pull myself together, in the back of my mind I’m concerned that my Beloved may have some health issues. I push that aside for the moment and I remained in my office. Because of the past history with my father and his second wife I need my Beloved to be my shield. I was hurt & angry that this event didn’t mean that much to him to remember. Then the rational part of me says it may not have been a big deal to him to remember, sometimes when you really don’t want to do something you tend to push it out of your mind, right? thus forgetting. I’ve done it to him, so I couldn’t be too mad at him.

I tossed back a shot of booze before leaving the house. While I was talking to my cousins and giving my condolences I felt a tug at my sweater. It was my estranged father. Looking old, just really old. He asked me if I wanted to meet my replacements. Since I had stopped talking to him in the early 2000’s my father had decided to “adopt” his cousins adult daughters. Girls he hadn’t had contact with through their youth yet suddenly they are one big happy family. These are also the girls (my cousins) who will inherit my share of the family estate. Should I be jealous or angry? Not really. I made my decision to stay away from the family.

My father reintroduced me to them as if for the first time meeting them. I could no longer tell them apart, they looked so much alike. They were married, to the same looking white guy with the same looking white kids with those white kid names. We all shook hands. I laughed and said “how formal of us to shake hands” they both looked at me strangely and their husbands laughed. I was standoffish, I know. My father said that he would be leaving shortly, I said my goodbyes to them. They said the polite thing of “it was nice to meet you.” REALLY?! We’re fucking cousins you goobers! UGH. I said “see you at the next funeral” as I turned to walk away.

My father & I had brief words. He told my youngest son a brief story about the family history. Made jabs at my Beloved for being overweight. He tried to make jabs at my son but being 6’4 and 240 pounds my father chose his words carefully. I felt only uncomfortable during this encounter. With nothing to say to my father, I didn’t want to have to speak loudly because he’s deaf now. I never acknowledged his wife, as I did see her standing there by the door. I waved goodbye to the remaining family and knew that this will be the last time I see them. As I was walking out of the door I remembered that I didn’t hug my father goodbye I was focused on just getting out the door quickly. I turned around to see where my shield & son were, my manchild was locked in a tight embrace with my father a strong & firm hug. I thought “oh fuck, I should probably do that too.” I turned back walked to him “see ya Pop.” Hugging him with that “back pat” type of hug. It was so uncomfortable for the both of us. I even laughed and said “oh how cute we both gave the back pat hug.” My Beloved laughed out loud as he knew exactly what I meant. My father stood there for a moment then chuckled. It was all very surreal with people standing in the background frozen and those photo collages of my uncle in the corners of the room.

It was all very emotional. When I have those type of days it’s normally followed by a day of fatigue but not wanting to sleep and sluggishness. A drain of my power source. Keeping to keep my borderline issues under control takes work. Today, I would be thrilled to be able to cuddle up in bed with Mr. Sam. It’s a cool gray day today and that would be perfect. Mr Sam has been occupied with the care of his ailing mother 24/7 until she is able to move about freely. I feel for him but that’s his decision.

When I get like this I seldom feel like going out for drinks at my regular Friday night dive bar. However, due to the encounter with my father I will be meeting a close friend to have a few drinks. Days like this I reach out to those closest to me because I need them to reenergize my power source. Its days like today when I question why Mr. Sam is around. I have that need to relief that numbness that I feel or perhaps I want to feel something besides what I’m feeling now. Sex was always great mood booster. I could always count on the endorphin release after a hard & dirty fucking. Who knows what the night holds in store for me…its still early.

Hizek Manual Focus Telescope Zoom Kit [product review]

I’ve been wanting a zoom lens for my iPhone ever since I first seen them.

I was given the opportunity to review one and jumped at the chance. It arrived in a sealed bag with the box neatly packed.

I opened the box and found the lens and underneath was the extra items. Inside were the tripod. The clip that holds the smartphone to the lens. A cleaning cloth and quick instruction booklet.

I looked at the instructions, set it up. Here comes the part where you need patience. It took several and I mean several attempts to align the camera lens and the zoom lens together. To get the smart phone to stay aligned with the zoom lens to secure them together without scratching my phone or losing the alignment between both lens.

Once everything is secured together and there is no fear of the smart phone dropping from the zoom lens clip, the camera is ready to use. You will need to manually focus the lens by using the black ring on the zoom lens. Once you manually focus on your subject, you are able to take the shot.

I’m pretty sure it will be difficult to take photos of moving subjects. This works great for wildlife and still life photos, landscapes or buildings.

Below are a few photos I have taken with the Hizek Zoom lens.

Would I recommend this Hizek Zoom lens?

I would suggest shopping around a bit first. Sure. It does take ok photos. The only thing the really bothers is how difficult and annoying it is to set it up.

 

Severe Storm

Friday afternoon some severe storms passed through Northern Illinois. It came so fast and so hard. The rain was coming down so hard that it looked blurry gray. The wind picked up, tops of the trees were swaying. Our dog Stella has issues when it comes to storms. I’m trying to give her medication to her and set up my camera to get some photos. But the rain came too quick, so I waited.

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And then it happened. The power went out! It’s too hot & humid to be without air conditioning. The pump that keeps the garage from flooding has stopped running. When the rain slowed down to a sprinkle I went outside to assess the damages.

The storm took down my patio shelter, knocked over the canopy swing. All the garden plants are flooded. The winds knocked over all kinds of things. Tables, chairs, flower pots and trees.

After I walked around out back I heard voices out front. Neighbors outside walking down the streets, pointing. Ok, let’s go see. The next block down the street from us had a huge tree blocking the road. This tree was blown over by the strong winds, it even pulled the root by also two slabs of  sidewalk concrete. The electrical wires are laying on the ground. The tree crushed a truck and branches grazed a car across the street.

I continued walking and noticed there was another tree down laying in the street. This tree was just another down from the one laying one the truck. This tree was struck by lightning, it was hollow inside and the bark was peeled off the trunk. The electrical wires were burnt as they laid in the street. Next to that tree in between the two houses a huge thick tree trunk was knocked over as well however this tree was dead and didn’t cause any property damage other than needed to be removed.

Since there was no electricity we decided to go out to eat and shopping and later we went to my favorite dive bar and that is another story.

 

New RFID Blocking Credit Card Protector Small Unisex Leather Case Holder [product review]

I’ve done a few Amazon Reviews on the side. There are several Facebook groups that have some really good offers, just be careful when getting involved because most sellers are from China. Receiving products on time if at all can sometimes be a problem.

I received the RFID Blocking Credit Card Protector Small Unisex Leather Case Holder to review. I had been tossing my store cards in a small makeup bag. I thought it would be a great time to organize myself before school starts and I return to work.

RFID Blocking Credit Card Protector Small Unisex Leather Case Holder with 24 Plastic Card Slots

It arrived on time, in a white plastic mail bag and the wallet was inside a clear sealed bag. When I looked at it and both my husband & son were there, we all just kind of stared at it. Why? Because it looked like something you buy at the dollar store.

I’m not going to pad my reviews just because a seller or company gave me their product free to review. I can’t. I won’t. If the product is a good one then I will write that, but if it’s not I will also write that too.

Continuing with this card holder wallet. I told my son that it was advertised as a RFID blocking wallet. He asked where is the magnet. How can you tell if it is truly an RFID blocking wallet. I said I have no idea. I opened up the card holder and looked at it carefully. I found no sign that it will block anyone from getting my information.

My son said “It looks like something you buy a teenager girl for a gift.” Even my husband looked at it and asked “how much was this?” I replied “$7.55” We are all standing there with a blank look on our faces. No. No way. Just go to the Dollar Store or the local thrift store!

The seller did contact me to say thank you for reviewing this. I felt bad that I goofed on giving the wrong feedback. The seller was fine, nothing wrong with that. What I am concerned with is that it was advertised as RFID blocking. Why not offer something that states or explains that. The main reason I purchased this item was for that fact. To me this is what it is a card holder. Nothing more nothing less.

 

 

 

 

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Allure, Ipsy and something extra

My July’s beauty boxes arrived.

First my Allure Beauty Box came in the mail. I like this box. My favorites are the Redken Sea Salt spray for my hair. Love the way it smells. Doesn’t fell sticky or tacky.allure beauty box, review blogger, subcription boxes, latina blogger

I also like the Cargo Water Resistant blush. Great color.

Next is the Burt’s Bee Facial Oil. Made my face feel smooth and hydrated. I love that because after washing my face it usually feels dry.

Lipstick! I always love lipstick. Wander Beauty “Barely There.” 

The other items were a Bamboo Charcoal sheet mask by Feel. Some Beauty for Real Lip Scrub. There was some Briogeo Rosarco blow dry perfection & heat protectant crème.

 


 

 

ipsy beauty box, review blogger, subcription boxes, latina bloggerMy Ipsy Glam bag  arrived. I’m pretty sure come September or October I’m going to switch to Birch box. I haven’t been thrilled with Ipsy in the past few months. This bag is the cute little Japanese egg mascot – Gudetama makeup bag.

The Tarte Park Avenue Princess bronzeur is perfect. Trifle Cosmetics Raspberry Ripple blush is really good too. I didn’t like the Jersey Shore Cosmetics lip conditioner it smelled bad and smelled awful. The Ciate London eyeliner is really cool. Another makeup brush from Beau Gachis.


Has a special Thank You for being a member of the Allure Subscription Beaut Box club.

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Stress Relief Balls Toys [Product Review]

I was asked to review these Stress Relief Balls.
I noticed there are a lot of fidget spinners and companies that are trying to jump on the band wagon of the attention keepers. Objects that would aid a person in focusing, an object to keep in their hands to occupy their mind.
Right. Not happening with these balls.

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I didn’t find any instruction or information booklet in the package. So I wasn’t aware that there were different levels of firmness to each ball. There was no information explaining which color was the easiest to squeeze and the hardest to squeeze. I had to figure that out by squeezing them all.

The description on Amazon states that I could squish or smoosh these balls. But I couldn’t do either of that. I can’t see using these balls as a fidget type toy for children. I can only see these balls to be used as hand strengtheners, muscle builders. Objects that might be used during physical therapy for the hands, wrists and forearms.

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Thanks to Mr. Sam for helping me with this review.

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His Darkness affects My Darkness

I don’t remember how long it took me to finally trust or to feel secure with my Beloved. It’s going on 20 years of insanity between us. Looking back I don’t think we had a lot of problems but outsiders looking in have told me that they thought we were getting divorced because of all the bickering.

Now that Mr. Sam has been in my life I can see where & how my insecurities crop up. For those of us who suffer from Borderline, having someone else who also has a mental illness only causes more issues that need to be addressed.

Caring for them both for them deeply, I don’t ever want to lose either one of them. However, at times one of them shuts down on me. I feel left out. I have no idea whats going on in that head of his. Sadly that the sociopath in me doesn’t care, but that’s with anyone. I’m not a person to ask lots of questions, unless I’m looking for something. I probably should ask questions because someone who suffers from chronic depression can easily slip down that slope into total darkness to be lost in their madness.

I always have to “emotionally vomit” on one of the important men in my life. Emotionally vomiting (my term that I always use) is when I have to get everything out of my being so that I don’t erupt on the wrong person or do or say something, anything that I will regret. So one day my Beloved asked me “Wait. Wait. Are you mad at me? Did I do or say anything to upset you? Is this directed at me?”

I laughed and said NO silly. I just need to vent so that I don’t explode. He breathed a huge sigh of relief. I continued. It’s what I do now. I vent on one of the two men, who ever is available at the time. Now if neither one is available then there is a problem because I get frustrated, impatient and restless. Those feelings then push me to do impulsive things, things I wouldn’t normally do, well maybe. Things that try to fill the emotional void. Sometimes I think I do things to make me feel, something, anything.

Emotions … acting without the benefit of intellect.

I know can see that communication is key in any relationship. But if one has a mental illness and shuts down then what? Do I get in their face and demand for them to talk? I won’t. I can’t. When it comes to Mr. Sam I am still walking on shaky ground. What bothers me the most is his inability to just tell me what he needs, if its space, time or a shoulder. Then again when someone is falling into their darkness how can they reach out? I know that he is not leaving me (yet) and I am not leaving him. I do enjoy his friendship, his tenderness and ability to see me for who I truly am.

The best thing for me is to keep my hands busy because when the mind has nothing to focus on then that’s when I get into trouble. I have tons of things to do. Things that I have neglected for months. But first things first, get some photos done and then finish up all those reviews I have.

After I published this post, one of the last songs Charlie had played for me came on my playlist. I floated away to that moment that our relationship was falling apart, but the lyrics to this song can now apply to Mr. Sam. I don’t ever want to lose him but yet a part of me knows nothing last forever. I will do what I do best when we get like this. If you wanna know the song you can find out by clicking this youtube link.

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