I use this Palmer’s Cocoa Butter on my hands and I love it. After using it, my hands are super soft and smooth and they feel and look young! I have one complaint and it’s minor. My hands feel oily for about 10-15 minutes after applying this cream, which is why it’s a minor complaint. It goes away on its own and doesn’t last long, while still leaving my hands soft and deliciously smooth. Other than that, I use it regularly and it is one of my favorite beauty products!

Description: Heals & softens Rough Dry Skin. Smooths marks & scars.

Cocoa Butter Formula with Vitamin E is a concentrated cream that smooths marks and tones skin, leaving my hands soft and smelling lovely all day long. I tend to have dry hands and most lotions only help temporarily, for a couple of hours at most. The effects of this cocoa butter cream have long-lasting results that I’m very pleased with. I use several different versions on different parts of my body and this one is used mainly on my hands, feet, elbows and knees, although I do tend to use it just about everywhere, including my tummy and lower back (although I do have another Palmer’s for those areas as well!)

Description: Concentrated cream that smooths marks & tones skin.

“Tuesday Night” by Adam Hood is a simple song that just reached out and grabbed me the first time I heard it. I honestly don’t like to over-analyze songs and their meaning and the feelings they evoke in me. The reason for that is an easy one. Some people say I’m moody, I prefer to think I’m passionate. And I’m passionate about music. I feel differently each time I hear a song. Hearing “Tuesday Night” always makes me smile. One minute, it’s a cozy hug at the end of the day, the next it is a secret smile passed when you think nobody is looking. It’s upbeat and cheerful as well as being a comfort and a joy and I’m not ashamed to say that I love this song! It’s at the top of my “Favorites” playlist!

Artist: Adam Hood
Album: 6th Street

Track Listing
1. Tuesday Night
2. Million Miles Away
3. Coffee Song
4. Play Something We Know

English intrigue fascinates me. I’ve always been drawn to the sophistication, pomp and fanfare of this bygone era. If I could get one simple peek (and by this I mean a jaunt back through time) for just one moment in time, I would probably fall in love with it all. The people, the customs and traditions, and most interestingly enough the rules and regulations. If you knew me, you’d probably scoff upon hearing such a thing coming out of my mouth. But there it is. I’ve said it. Rules and regulations might not be so bad. In another time and another place. One that is far removed from the independent person I insist on being.

This book was nothing but sex, dirty sex, kinky sex, constant sex, and it was badly written at that. It was nothing like the description on the back. I tried to read it, I really did. I would sit down and within 15 minutes, I was on to doing something else. It just didn’t grab me. It certainly didn’t hold me. Thus, I couldn’t bring myself to finish the rest of the book, finally having gotten almost halfway through it. It was just plain cheesy.

My recommendation?
Not worth the time it takes to read the back of the book!