OxyElite Pro review

Guess what? Give up? Well I would have told you even if you didn’t take a guess. I’ve been using this product called OxyElite Pro, from GNC, heads up, it’s not FDA approved. I know, I know, I can almost guess what you're thinking, I’m a bit rebellious, I thought so too. Besides that, I gave the lady behind the cash register bits and pieces of my medical history along the lines that I can’t find energy, and I’m not that little bundle of energy that I was before. She seemed interested for a while, but it wasn’t long before I could tell, she really didn’t know what she was talking about when I quizzed her on a few products that she should have been knowledgeable in. Well you know me, I have to make sure people know what they are talking about and not talking out of there ol wa koozie, if you know what I’m saying. Any who, finally we narrowed down our search as she skipped a bottle that I asked about, “what about this Oxy stuff” “ohh yes well that is a good product, however……..” I stood there looking at her through the peripheral of my eye waiting for the rest of the story…. “well, I took it once and I couldn’t sleep for 3 days, so I don’t recommend it” I gave a faint of a smile I guess some would say a smirk, following a twitch of the corner of my lip to a squint on the side of my mouth… “That sounds great, let me buy that” a frilled look upon her face stood as she unlocked the glass removing a white bottle with purple letters, a faint font of Roman Bold. I tell you I was so excited spending 80 bucks on 90 pills, that eventually I would be disappointed by after reading that back of the bottle, DO NOT USE MORE THEN 8 WEEKS WITH OUT A 4 WEEK BREAK IN BETWEEN. DUE TO THE POTENCY OF THIS PRODUCT START BY TAKING ONE A DAY, ONE IN THE MORNING AND ONE IN THE EVENING THERE AFTER. I was overly excited taking my first around 7 P.M. I was so wired at the gym 90 minutes passed by and where was I? Still doing cardio trying to talk to a lady with head phones. Gosh I tell you that lady spoke no lie, I was bouncy, so this morning I took another when I woke and hit the gym at 7 A.M completing 90 minutes of cardio again. Let me take it back a bit, last night I slept for maybe 2 hours and that’s pushing it, the 2 hours I did get, I was told I was talking the WHOLE time, and by the smack of the pillow to ones face… One also says, that is no lie. So today I’m still going and going, and I tell you, energizer bunny, doesn’t have anything on me right now..

Until Tomorrow

Clock strikes one minute exactly passed 11, and the count down begins just less than an hour and yesterday is gone and Monday June 14, begins. I’m sitting here on the bed watching him as he prepares his (oh dear I just got stopped), he wanted to see what I was blogging about so I showed him what I started. An eye brow raised as one eye got smaller than the other, needless to say I knew what was coming with that familiar glare. I tried to close the lap top and SHEW him away but… “what else do you blog about” serious, okay first off you have never paid interest to anything I write when I’m in a zone mood but today tonight you decide. Glad that’s over with, now to get back with only 48 minutes left until Monday he now steams the room with the shower. I hate the way they designed this house, well.. When it comes to the shower, first off who on earth would run carpet inside the bathroom of the master room? This arch like entrance that is supposed to divide the room from the bathroom, serious I can see everything from here, well not all a bad thing I guess. But, the deep question is, why do I blog? I guess so I can daydream about things that matter to me, so I can live in that moment in case I’m not here to see it, I suppose. I also suppose I like to blog and drift into a fantasy where I can see the future and write it out in any way I want. Plus, it’s my secret way of adding my abstracted poetry. I came back from tucking my little one in, we’ll see how long little JJ will stay. Days like these when it’s only her reminds me that one day Anthony will grow up and be gone, just like now. But I shall enjoy this time while they’re little and think I’m the best thing since sliced bread. But I wonder where they’ll go..

One day tomorrow,
she will be loved.

She’ll know what it’s like
to feel butterflies
when he holds her hand for the first time with her,,
palms sweaty,
her heart fluttering,
all those wild feelings
riding in her chest
like a secret she finally gets to keep.
And she’ll feel safe.
She’ll feel so loved.

Right now,
she’s still small enough to sit on my lap.
And in her eyes,
I am the world.
The crazy part is
I don’t know how to live without her.

But one day,
I’ll teach her to live without me.
I’ll teach her to love herself,
to never change,
to laugh loud at the things
no one else understands.

One day,
she’ll take his name.
And I’ll love him, too
because heaven will send her
an angel just for her.
In case I’m not here to love her,
he always will.

One day after tomorrow,
she’ll realize just how deeply
I have always loved her
even when she’s no longer mine,
even when she’s holding her own little one
with those same eyes that look like mine,
but softened in her favorite shade of turquoise,
touched with a bit of algae green.
And maybe, just maybe,
she’ll think of the silly Mommy that raised her.

One day after tomorrow...
please
let me see it all.