Just received my order of the scent in the roller ball application - a reasonable $15 with a nice light floral scent. I was motivated after reading a lot of really nasty reviews by people with no "verified purchase". One person said that it had burned her skin after she had splashed it on. Not sure how she did that with a roller ball tube!
In Leadville? WTH? Probably not too many people running since it sits at over 10,000 ft.
You would be surprised. I had my first real job as a nurse in the little hospital up there. You get used to the altitude over time. One warning though - take it easy on the alcohol up there. Everything hits you twice as fast and 3 times harder than it does at sea level.
Poor babies. Being so much smarter and more enlightened than the majority of us American woman must make them feel so alone and isolated.
Please - keep telling us how stupid and unenlightened we are until we are worn down by your superior intelligence and come around to your way of thinking!
Not necessarily. I saw him on a talk show years ago. He had some quack with him who was making this claim but heard later that Dirk was diagnosed with a tumor which was never biopsied.
Call me skeptical but I saw a “diet counselor” making a lot of money off of a gullible celebrity.
I’ve tried a couple of Sabra flavors and all I can say is yuck!
I was introduced to hummus by my sister in law who makes the best. No unnecessary ingredients. Just chickpeas, a little garlic, fresh lemon juice, salt and olive oil (if I remember correctly) that spoiled me for anything else.
The closest I can find is our local Blue Moose brand. I don’t know if they sell outside of Colorado, but if they do, I highly recommend their original hummus.
It was during an interview he gave during his Mannix time that I first learned about the Armenian genocide. It got me interested in exploring history for other things I had never been taught.
My miniature schnoodle is pretty darn smart. She has me well trained, anyway.
I agree on the afghans being at the bottom. We had one in our neighborhood when I was in high school. Scheherazade would plop herself down in the middle of the street and not move for anything, including honking. She did have one trick, though. She followed the paper boy (my little brother) and collected and hid the papers he delivered.