Wednesday, August 16, 2017

8 Health Benefits of Chocolate for Women

     If you love chocolate as much as I do, then today's guest blog post by Saurabh Mittal is for you! I love good chocolate, even more so now that I know about its healthy benefits. Check out this informative article and indulge in some chocolate today!

                   8 Health Benefits of Chocolate for Women

Whenever you think of giving a gift to your loved one, the first thing that comes to your mind is chocolate gift box. This is one of the best gifts that can be given at all occasions. The health benefits of chocolates are being studied for a long time now. The secret behind this is that it has the powerful substance called cocoa. It is filled with healthy chemicals such as theobromine and flavonoids. 
Hence, chocolate gifts are the best possible gift for a woman. Some of the significant health benefits of chocolate have been mentioned below.

1.    Reduces Pain
A recent study has shown that your response to pain might be delayed if you have chocolate. Thus, when you are suffering from any kind of pain, you can have chocolate and soothe the pain. This proves to be useful for women who suffer from menstrual pain.

2.    Provides Healthy Heart
Studies have also shown that chocolate offers cardiovascular benefits. If you have one serving each day, it can reduce the risk of heart failure by almost one-third. It can help in maintain the blood pressure and reduce the risk of a heart attack.

Friday, August 4, 2017

Random Thoughts While Sitting In A Diagnostic Lab

     Every three to four months, I'm required by my physician to have blood work done to monitor my medications. I'm not squeamish about having blood drawn, but I am squeamish about the entire process of sitting in the waiting room for an extended period of time with complete strangers.

     After reading all my emails, social media updates, and watching numerous pug videos on my cell phone, boredom sets in. As the saying goes, "An idle brain is the devil's workshop" thoughts run the gamut from recalling a meal I ate twenty years ago to imagining how panda bears mate.

     I remember watching my mom at the kitchen sink when I was young----she talked to herself while doing the dishes. Now that I'm at that age, I find myself doing the exact same thing. Luckily, I'm not mumbling out in public....yet. But my brain never shuts up. And today, while sitting in the lab waiting room, my brain kept me fully entertained:

"Geez, this room is packed. I sacrificed two extra hours of sleep and set an early morning appointment just to avoid a long wait. Now there's only two seats left. One next to a geriatric man who looks older than Moses, and one next to a burly young man with a "Money Over Bitches" tattoo on his left shoulder. I suppose I could sit next to him and we could bond over our tattoos, but I don't think he'd appreciate the tiny squirrel inked on my thumb. Okay Moses, you win."

"I wish my stomach would stop growling. No one else in this room has eaten in the past twelve hours, either. I don't hear their stomachs rumbling. Probably because they're not used to eating like a bear out of hibernation, like I do. No coffee, either, unless they like to drink it black. Beasts."

"Who is this elderly lady that wandered in? Oh Lord, she's talking to herself. Something about a yellow tabby cat that she owned when she was five. No no no, don't sit next to me. Don't make eye contact. It's too early for this shit, and I haven't had my coffee yet. I can't people right now."

"Is that a picture of a cheeseburger on the magazine cover? For the love of all that is holy, why would this place have food network magazines scattered across the table when they know damn well we've all been fasting for the past twelve hours? We should form a mutiny and steal all the employee sack lunches from the refrigerator."

"Seriously, dude? No one wants to hear why you were unable to obtain a fecal sample for the lab this early in the morning. God, I need a cup of coffee...."

"Maybe I shouldn't have eaten steak and beets covered in butter last night for dinner. It might screw up my cholesterol numbers when the blood work comes back. If the numbers are too high, my doctor is going to think I eat entire sticks of butter for breakfast."

"There should be a little relaxation room here off to the side for people who have just completed their blood work. If the lab was smart, they'd sell flavored coffees and cinnamon buns. Or maybe even cheeseburgers, like that one on that food magazine cover. They'd make a fortune! Huh. Perhaps I'm onto something here..."


"Oh great.....I've been sitting in this waiting room for thirty minutes, and now it's pouring outside. I can't drive home in that weather. I'll need a canoe just to navigate my way out of the parking lot. Forget that---it's raining harder. I'll need a yacht.

"Why the hell did that lady get called in before me? I was here first, and I had an appointment, too. And how can she look so good at this ungodly hour? Coiffed hair and perfect makeup. These people are lucky I didn't show up in my bathrobe and bunny slippers."

"Did the nurse just call me name? Yeah, it's MAR-SHA, not MAR-CEE-UH. That's fine---just find a vein quickly and gimme a cup to pee in. Hopefully those buttered beets won't show up in my test results."

     I survived my visit to the diagnostics lab and made it home safely in the rain without having to hitch a ride on Noah's ark. However, I'm still disappointed that there were no cinnamon rolls or warm coffee waiting for me after my blood work. Next time, I'm raiding the employees' fridge.

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Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Sizzling Summer Guest Post By Author Lorraine Miano

     I have a special guest on the site today. Please welcome Lorraine Miano, author of The Magic Of Menopause: A Holistic Guide To Get Your Happy Back. Her new book is filled with informative tips and covers all aspects of the menopause experience. Lorraine is an Integrative Certified Health Coach who is very passionate about helping women who are dealing with menopause, and her book speaks to many of us in this phase of life.

     Below is an excerpt from her book. If could like to order a copy, you can fund the link below. Please welcome Lorraine to Meno Mama's site with lots of comment love!

So, you may ask, what is so magical about menopause?

Women are conditioned to believe that menopause is a stage of life that is to be feared and even avoided if possible. They are often left confused and apprehensive when presented with misinformation or certain “myths” about “the change.” Some of these myths include assuming that weight gain is inevitable or that your sex drive will most definitely decrease. This can lead to confusion and even anxiety. Recently, I read an article that even suggested that women over the age of fifty feel as though they become “invisible.” They are made to feel as though they are not vital any longer. They are no longer fertile and may feel less attractive. These feelings may come in stages, as in the first time you aren’t asked to show your ID when purchasing a bottle of wine or when you are offered the senior discount at the movie theater. This “feeling” may even extend to the workplace.

Although great strides are being made to understand and support pregnant women, menopausal women may be left in the dust. The average age that menopause occurs is fifty-one, with symptoms lasting between two to ten years. This is an age where many women are still active in the workforce. About twenty percent of the American workforce (about twenty-seven million women) experience menopause. For many women, stress levels increase during menopause and there are times when menopausal symptoms can interfere with work. Having heavy workloads and inflexible schedules can add even more stress. Frequent hot flashes or other physical symptoms can lead to embarrassment. Women may feel harassed, negativity, and even ridicule from others in the workplace. The fact that women experiencing menopause may not want to admit they are going through it, and men are uncomfortable talking about it, makes for an even more uncomfortable work place.

Fear, anxiety, confusion, and myths do not have to define your menopausal experience. Even if you are currently experiencing terrible symptoms or have a fear of the menopausal years, I am here to tell you that with some self-care and a little guidance, you can experience, what I call, the magic of menopause. You will feel better. You will look fantastic. You will love your life! You will get your happy back! After all, if you take care of yourself, follow some simple lifestyle habits, and have a positive outlook, you may never even find a lapse in your happiness! Even if you are currently in your premenopausal years and not experiencing any unpleasant symptoms yet, by following the holistic suggestions in this book now, I can guarantee that you may find your menopause years to be the happiest years you’ve ever had. Can’t you just hear Pharrell Williams singing the soundtrack of your life?

Perimenopause is a natural progression of life. It is not a disease or something to be “cured.” The most beneficial way to deal with the symptoms of menopause is to be ready for them. By this, I mean be of a healthy body in the physical as well as emotional and psychological sense. You can begin by embracing this time of your life. A positive attitude does wonders for creating a healthy body. Use the acronym H.O.P.E.: Have Only Positive Expectations. By expecting to be happy, more than likely, you will be on your way to actually being happy.

Be prepared to do some good work here. You have to invest the time in yourself. As your menopausal fairy godmother, I would love to just wave a wand, declare I am a miracle maker, and sprinkle magic dust all over you. Nothing would make me happier then to provide you with your happy. The truth is, though, this will take some time and effort on your part. But honey, you are worth it! Every squat, four mile walk, energizing green smoothie, and meditating moment will fill your HAPPY bucket. Enough of these moments will have your bucket over flowing will all kinds of happy!

Our life is what we make of it, so I want you to make a commitment to yourself: “I will have a magical life.” Say it again and write it down. You can’t help but smile when you say it. Better yet, say, “I will LIVE a magical life.”  There. You put it out in the universe. Now go and make it happen.

“But how?” you ask. “I’m not feeling magical at all. My hot ashes, plump belly, irritable moods, anxiety, hair loss, lack of energy, lack of sleep, lack of libido, and dry vagina all tell me... ‘Magical?’ I can think of a few choice words for what I am experiencing. This is as far from magical as you can get.”

I am here to tell you that you have it in you! You will find that working from the inside out will give you a life you could only imagine. You can live the life you crave! Follow my simple guidelines, do some good work, and stardust will be swirling all around you. You will discover the magic of menopause.


Friday, July 21, 2017

Fly On The Wall In A Silly House

     Welcome to another edition of Fly On The Wall group postings, hosted by Karen of Baking In A Tornado. Today, Eight bloggers are inviting you into their homes to catch a glimpse of what goes on behind closed doors.

     Summertime in south Florida is ridiculously hot, and sometimes the intense heat fries our brains. That's the only explanation I have for the weird things that have been said around my house this past month......

"I'm scared to book a cruise. I've never been on one before."
"Come on, Mom, it'll be fun. Let's just go ahead and make the reservations!"
"No way---I remember how Titanic ended."
"Mom, there are no icebergs in the Bahamas......"

"You know your marriage is strong when you can survive head lice or a termite invasion without killing each other."

"That meat was awful and so tough. It wasn't prime rib---tasted more like prime cat."

"Coffee is my magic elixir."
"Well, they just said in the news that coffee promotes longevity."
"In that case, I'm going to live longer than Betty White."

"I really want to breed our pup at least once before he gets neutered. I need to find a good breeder."
"What are you trying to do, pimp out our pug?"

"I went on social media for just a few minutes. Two hours later, there I was, watching Youtube videos on how to toilet train cats. And I don't even own a cat."

"You have millionaire tastes on a chicken nugget budget."

"I'm starting a new diet, but I'm allowing myself one cheat day a week."
"Yeah, I said that once too, but my cheat day lasted a whole year."

ME: "This ice cream cone is stale" (continues to eat all the ice cream inside). "Here, I don't want anymore. You can have the rest."
HUBS: (Stares at empty, soggy bottom of cone) "How generous of you....."

"Just because I came from an era when there were no microwave ovens or cable TV does NOT mean that there were dinosaurs roaming the earth when I was born."

"I'm starving! When is dinner?"
"Not for awhile. I have to feed and walk the dogs first."
"I guess I know my place in the family food chain...."

"Stop showing me these graphic photos on the internet of human oddities. They'll give me nightmares of waking up with a tail."

"You never realize how little self control you have until someone walks into the room with a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts."

Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

Baking In A Tornado                  http://www.BakingInATornado. com
Menopausal Mother           
Searching for Sanity                 http://singlemumplusone.
Go Mama O                              http://www.
Spatulas on Parade                    http://spatulasonparade.
A Little Piece of Peace                 http://little-piece-of-peace.
Never Ever Give Up Hope                   http://batteredhope.blogspot. com
Bookworm in the Kitchen                http://www.bookwormkitchen. com/                                       

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Indoor Waterfalls And How They Charge The Vibe Of Your House

     I pride myself in the beautiful backyard garden that I have, rich with native foliage and beautiful fountains. But I've always been interested in bringing some of that serenity inside my home. What better way than placing a tranquil fountain inside my house, where I can hear it at all times?

     Please welcome my guest blogger, Costea Lestoc, to my site today with advice on sprucing up your home with an indoor waterfall.

Indoor waterfalls and how they can completely change the vibe of your house
It’s safe to say that a lot of people start to feel a little bit bored of their house.  They don’t resent living there, but they’ve been seeing the same environment and walking past the same décor ideas for a very long time and it can stop being interesting after a while. If you’re looking for something that can freshen up the vibe of your apartment or home, we have the perfect suggestion for you. Have you considered getting an indoor waterfall? If not, here are some of the perks that recommend it as a great décor and aesthetic boost for your home. It’s more than that however as it also does a lot for how a home feels. You can turn your old, boring-looking décor into something modern and fresh with just a small tweak.
It looks stunning
One of the reasons why you should look for cool indoor waterfall ideas for your home is that they just look amazing. Depending on what kind you get, an indoor waterfall can be an absolute delight to look like. There are multiple styles for this type of waterfall, but mostly feature a beautiful texture wall behind the stream of water which tricks or downright pours in a control environment. It’s literally like having nature in a box. Now, you don’t have to go deep into the wilds to admire the peaceful visuals of a waterfall.
It’s very relaxing
When you have to cook and clean all day, every day, not to mention take care of the kids, life can get really stressful really fast. It’s important to have a distraction, something peaceful that you can use to get away from the mundane stress of your life. An indoor waterfall is perfect for that as it’s a great source of relaxation. Not just in a visual sense but also through the sounds it makes. The trickling of water can be one of the most relaxing things people are able to hear in their lifetime. Having that in your living room, hallway, kitchen or wherever you want to put it can do wonders for your state of mind and your inner calm. 
Breathe a better air
Just like you don’t have to go out in the wild to admire a waterfall, you can also avoid having to climb a mountain to get the equivalent of fresh air. Often times, indoors air can get very unhealthy not to mention unpleasant. A waterfall can do wonders as it produces negative ions which attract dust and other air pollutants. Removing such factors leaves behind a much cleaner air to breathe and improves your health indirectly. 
When you’re alone
Sometimes the house might be full of activity with kids and guests and your partner making a lot of noise, laughing and yelling. However, what happens when nobody’s home and you have to clean, cook, or otherwise do some kind of work? It can get quite depressing but a waterfall would be extremely soothing in that situation. Being able to enjoy that white noise might be the release you were looking for that will help you concentrate on what you have to accomplish. You might even find that you are able to finish a lot faster once your mind is preoccupied with something, allowing your body to perform the robotic task you struggle with on a regular basis.

That being said, these are some of the things that recommend interior waterfalls as great aesthetic accessories but also as all around atmosphere improvers. From a health perspective to a mood perspective, a waterfall can be of great help in how you enjoy your day both in someone’s company as well as by yourself.

Author Bio:
Costea Lestoc

I began writing as a professional on my personal blog and then discovered my true calling, which is writing about technology and news in general. I am a technical writer, author and blogger since 2005. An industry watcher that stays on top of the latest features, extremely passionate about juicy tech news and everything related to gadgets. For tech tips, my email address is neneacostea at gmail.

Friday, July 7, 2017

The Great Termite Invasion Of 2017

     It's the words no homeowner ever wants to hear: "Your home has termites." Just like the five stages of grief, after hearing this news, there is denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. How do I know this? Because I just survived The Great Termite Invasion Of 2017.

     My journey into termite hell began shortly after my contractor started demo work on my bathroom remodel. I've known this man for many years, well enough that when he called my name by extending the "a", as in, "Marciaaaaaaaa...."  I knew that I had a problem. A BIG one.

     He pointed to an exposed wood beam that resembled a chunk of Swiss cheese. "And that, my Dear," he said, pointing to the holes, "is termite damage."

     NO. Just NO. Total denial. So what if I lived in a wood frame home? I hadn''t seen any termite droppings in fifteen years. No one in the neighborhood had had them recently, either.  I set an appointment with the pest control people just to confirm that it WASN'T termites.

     It was termites.

     Summer is swarming season, and my home had become a banquet of wood delicacies for those nasty bugs. I was beyond anger. I was ready to burn down the house, because everyone knows that termites in a house are akin to head lice on your kid.

     TORCH IT.

     The bargaining began with the pest control company. "Are you SURE it's termites? What if the damaged wood is just remnants from the last invasion? Can we skip the whole tenting process and just drill some toxic chemicals into the ground to kill them?"

     When I realized there was no way to avoid the miserable tenting process, I went into a depressive state. I'd ridden that rodeo before, and I knew what loomed ahead: removing all food from the refrigerator, emptying out the pantry, finding pet lodging for three dogs and weekend lodging for ourselves, shelling out tons of money to pump poison into my house, and spending a small fortune to replace all the shrubs and flowers the would be destroyed by the toxic gases.

     Acceptance finally sank in the night I found thirty-some termites swarming around my windowsills. IN MY BEDROOM, FOR GOD'S SAKE. And there were more----a handful of dead ones near my laptop and dozens of discarded, iridescent Tinker Bell-type wings scattered across the front porch floor. It looked like a drunken fairy convention gone wrong.


     My husband and I frantically packed up our belongings, emptied half the contents of our house, grabbed the dogs, and moved out for three days. There was arguing. There was yelling. And there were tears.

     Yes, tears. We argued with the pest control people. We yelled at each other over the enormity of crap that had to be moved. And I cried when I learned that I might lose a few of my beloved trees in the gaseous tenting process.

     I was also extremely annoyed by the the fact that I had to cancel my seven day vacation to Tallahassee in order to afford the termite eradication. So I did the next best thing. I moved into my daughter's luxurious condo and spent my entire time lazing by her pool, sipping margaritas in the sun.

     After the three day termite vacation, my husband and I returned home. The flowers in our garden looked like they'd been singed with a flat iron, and the inside of our house felt like a landing strip on Mercury. It was ninety-two degrees inside, and while sweat pooled in our sneakers, we unpacked our suitcases, restocked the kitchen, disinfected the countertops, swept up the dead termites, and mopped all the floors.

     Home, sweet home.

     The tricky thing is that the termites are still swarming, somewhere, in search of another home to invade. It could be in the house next door. Or in the attic at the middle school down the street. They might even feast on the wooden dog house behind the fence in my neighbor's yard. Or they may decide the wood at my house truly is a delicacy and return to munch on more beams.

     At least for now, we are termite-free. And somewhere near a sunny pool, there is a celebratory margarita with my name on it, and a t-shirt that reads, I SURVIVED THE GREAT TERMITE INVASION OF 2017!

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Friday, June 23, 2017

Fly On The Wall In A Text Message

     Welcome to another edition of Fly On The Wall group blog postings, hosted by Karen of Baking In A Tornado. Today, seven bloggers are opening their homes to you so that you may be a fly in the wall and see what goes on behind closed doors.

     One day last week when it rained like crazy, I texted Hubs to let him know that I decided not to drive to the gym in the storm. I also mentioned that the dogs refused to go out in the rain and that they would most likely poop in the house. Our text convo went something like this:

     Last week while I was cleaning the house, I spotted a huge cockroach near the ceiling. As most of you know, I am deathly afraid of these machinations of the devil. I texted a photo of it and sent it to my daughter, who is also terrified by these horrid bugs. Because I'm a good mom like that. Her response:

     Hubs and I love to drive each other crazy with musical ear worms---the most annoying songs we can think of. The theme song to "Born Free" (yeah, I'm THAT old...I saw the movie in the theatre when it debuted in 1966) popped into my head the other day, and of course, I just HAD to share it with Hubs while he was out running errands (because I'm also a good wife like that):

     And then there was just some stupid stuff being said randomly around the house recently:

"Honey, we're so old, we come from the days when salad spinners were considered high tech."

"Why did the kids drop off their dogs here? We already have three of our own. Now there's five. What are we, the Doggie Depot?"
"My God, my feet hurt from work today. Wish I could just chop 'em off."
"Is that why you ordered that chain saw for Father's Day?"

"I picked up the broccoli spears from the store. They were in the aisle next to Britney....Britney Spears."

"What's this weird soap you bought called, Grandpa's Soap?"
"It's homemade soap with a little bit of Grandpa in it to get you clean every day."
"That's a gross concept. I'm not lathering up with anything that has been made out of human bits. "

"Remember the days when we were romantic and you would point to me and say, 'You, Me, Bed, NOW.'?"
"Yeah, but we're old farts now, so, it's more like, 'You, Me, Bed, Nap'."
"At least you have your priorities straight."

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Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:
Baking In A Tornado                  http://www.BakingInATornado. com
Menopausal Mother           
Searching for Sanity                    http://singlemumplusone.
Spatulas on Parade                       http://spatulasonparade.
A Little Piece of Peace                    http://little-piece-of-
Never Ever Give Up Hope               http://batteredhope.blogspot. com
Bookworm in the Kitchen                http://www.  


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