A new venture. For now.

Hi Friends,

I am taking a break. Actually, I have been taking a break from blogging for a new, fun venture. I’ve developed great interest in health and nutrition over the years and my husband (who is the best chiropractor in the world) and I are on a quest to make people healthier, one person at a time.

We recently discovered a whole food nutrition supplement called Juice Plus, which is 100% organically grown vegetables and fruits. It’s the most researched nutrition product on the market today and has changed our lives. Our friends, our families, our colleagues and patients are also discovering how their lives (and their children’s) can change by simply giving their bodies the nutrition it’s craving.

We aren’t vitamin deficient (a whole other rant that I could get into about how vitamins don’t work due to the megadoses of minerals/vitamins they give) – we are whole food deficient. Did you know that we only know of 500 nutrients in an apple when there are thousands unknown? These nutrients work synergistically together in perfect balance to keep our cells healthy, prevent heart disease and even Alzheimer’s.

Juice Plus does not replace fruits and vegetables – and you still need to exercise! It’s just a great compliment to a diet since most people (if anyone) can eat the recommended 7-13 servings a day. It’s a very exciting time, and I am thrilled to share my excitement with everyone!

Check out our website at www.perkswithjuiceplus.com and message us with any questions – chiropractic, nutrition or product related!

Until later, Friends. I will be back to blogging in the future!

Perks Being Me



White People Dancing.

I don’t need to give this clip any fluff or good PR. You can just view it for yourself to see that. I am just thankful that during my horrible travel luck, I was lucky enough to be at the same place in time as these two, bold, white people dancing. Enough said. Enjoy.


A Million Wrongs Make Some Rights.

I’m sure you’ve been there. You’re  in the car (hopefully at a light) and you scramble to send a quick text. Maybe you’ve just got exceptionally fat fingers. You get a message back from your friend that reads something like, “What the h***?”

Whatever the reason for our lack of attention to detail, these type-os make conversations much more interesting. Especially when no explanation is given to the person on the other end. If we are moving into an era where hand-written letters and spell-checked emails are minimal then, game on. I pondered whether or not to remove autocorrect from my phone the first million times it “guessed”  my personal viewpoints and tastes.  My hatred turned into hysterics and so I’d like to implement a weekly or monthly (depending on how many submissions we get) posting of the best autocorrects.

Please email your autocorrect(s) and how it was used in a sentence. Put next to the word that was “corrected” the word that was intended and post them below!

To begin, here are my favorites:

1.) “No, nutshell (what autocorrect calls itself) put that.”

2.) “We went to the Japanese storehouse (steakhouse).”

3.) My brother:  “Almond talking about drinking white russians since about nine this morning.”  – I would say almond has a 50/50 chance of being intended in that sentence.

4.) My personal fave. so far: “I miss you and the baroness (randomness) that follows you!”

I Had a Great Post.

I had a great post up as of last night, but felt it might get me into trouble so its been made private. If you want to check it out – I can email it to you!

I hate getting older and following rules…

Inspiration for the Week!

I went for a walk today and found the coolest neighbor who doesn’t take life too seriously. Love it!

This Place is not Real Life.

Bike Week. A biker’s dream. A transplant’s worse nightmare. *Sigh *

You’re right, John. It’s not “fun and glamorous.”

John says no!

Serious question, John, have you seen these people? I took 12 pictures of all the half-naked ladies standing next to “hot leather” signs, while shooting whiskey just to be able to deal with the smell of falafel and gasoline.

Now, I am not judging, but if you don’t live here, you can’t comment. I’m not saying they all have mother or father issues. Some will throw their cans of Budlight as close to a trashcan as their lack of soberness permits. Some will even offer you one. Or, dance to ACDC with you while you swear, for a second, you kind of fit in with your clean, untapered jeans and midriff entirely covered. Maybe, in another life, we could have joined forces.

I’m grateful that while I continue to pass actual street signs like “Be safe, ride quietly” and have them be completely ignored, have my windows shake uncontrollably and avoid every corner of town that has a Hooters, I can continue to collect snapshots of this chapter of my life. I swear to everything holy, in a few years, without documentation, I won’t believe the stuff I encounter.

Hello World!

I know I’m not the only twenty-something who likes to talk and write – especially about the randomness of life. It’s fun to make light of situations and share them so, here I am — taking a hobby and hopefully turning it into much more!