Friday, May 25, 2012

Tips to keep your skin from drying out

Every summer my skin dries out and it drives me crazy and so I wanted to fins some helpful tips for any one who wants to use them.
Here are some tips that I have found to keep your skin from drying out.
here's nothing worse than dry, itchy skin. Dry skin can happen any time during the year, but is most prevalent in winter (hence the term, "winter itch"). Find out why your skin tends to be dry in winter and how to solve dry hands, feet, body, face and lips year-round.
See my list of homemade facial masks.

Why Do I Suffer From Dry Skin in the Winter?

In winter, low temperatures, low humidity and strong, harsh winds deplete skin of its natural lipid layer, which keeps the skin from drying out. The dry air from furnaces and other heating sources also suck the moisture out of skin. To keep skin soft and supple, your goal is not to add moisture to skin, but to keep moisture in. These 25 tips show you how to do this.

Dry Skin Tip: Keep Water Lukewarm, Not Hot

Hot water robs skin of moisture causing dry skin, so it's best to shower in lukewarm water. If you can't bear this rule -- I can't -- try to keep your showers short and try showering only once per day. This also means skipping hot tubs (another rule I simply cannot bear). The hot, hot temperature, combined with drying chemicals, is torture on dry skin.
The same rule applies to hand-washing: Wash hands in lukewarm, never hot, water (this is a rule I firmly abide by). If your skin turns red, the water is simply too hot.

Dry Skin Tip: Moisturize After Showers or Hand Washing

Your skin will tell you when it's dry. If your skin feels tight and taut, it's time to add moisture. There are so many tips to moisturizing skin that I created an article on it. See Body Moisturizer Tips: How to Keep Skin Moisturized.

Here is the link for the web address:http://beauty.about.com/od/skinflaws/a/skinsavers.htm

Here are other websites that you can also read:

Monday, May 21, 2012

May 2010

Well back in May 2010, I was on facebook, checking on things and then I came across a post form aunt (my mom's sister) say that one of our cousin's was just in killed in a bus cash, and she was the driver of the bus and she was driving back to Enterprise where she lives. So we all find out latter on the 5 clock news and so this is how the bus cash happened she was driving back to Enterprise after she got done dropping off students here in St.George, and she pass out and there was not much the EMT's could do to help her, she was hurt way to bad.  A few days after she was killed it was the high school graduation and so they had all the students, parents were yellow in her memory. Latter today I was reading my book when I was thing of her, and her daughter Abby just had a little girl on May 1, 2012. Everyday I still think of her, family has always been important to me. Today she has been gone for two years now, RIP in Susie 

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Mother's Day

This year my mom got a quite mother's day at home, with mother's day on a Sunday with me teaching the sunbeams and I am like a mother to them, they all like to sit on my lap during sharing time and same with music. This has to be my mom most quite mother's day in a log time she turn off her phone so her job could not get a hold of her. My mom is my best friend we talk every day and I can go to her and talk to her about anything that is going on with me, my mom will listen to me and she will also give advice on what do. I just love my mom with the entire world.

Monday, May 7, 2012

Wrapped In Angel Arms

The Angel was waiting,
Time was so near.
Then without hesitating,
The Angel was clear,
Who had been chosen,
To make this journey.
For God's own reason,
The Angel could see.
So tiny, so special,
while they lay sleeping.
God sent His Angel,
For the final blessing.
Wrapped in Angel Arms,
Sheltered beneath their wings,
Far from earthly harms,
The Angel softly sings
Beginning their sacred journey,
To the Promised Land.
The Angel acted faithfully,
To God's each command.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

The Wishing Star


'Stars are made for wishing on'
My very best friend told me
So I gazed upon an October night's sky
And I picked the brightest star I could see

I named my star Karen
A very special name
Now that this star had a title
She was all mine to claim

I thought about what I wanted
Something that I could wish for
But as I thought about my wish I realized
Into this process should go much more

Claire should know my thoughts
Behind each and every wish
So before I made my wish that night
I told to Karen this

I could wish for money
Because my family is very poor
However to be rich, money is not a necessity
A person needs so very much more

I could wish for that special boy to like me
And say those three little words
But love is a much more sacred link
That comes on a path with thousands of curves

I could wish to be famous
To be someone other than myself
But self worth is measured by much more than
Having the most trophies on your shelf

Instead I want to be rich in spirit
Sound in soul and mind
I wish that when I see the pot at the end of the rainbow
Character is what I will find

Instead I wish for understanding
And courage in matters of love
I pray I'll meet the special someone
And through tough times we will rise above

Most of all I wish for the ability to know and like
Who I am and what I have become to be
And I ask that you help me realize
That I am special even if that's not what I always see

I thanked Claire for listening to
My wishes and my dreams
And there she is shinning bright
No matter how dark it seems

Claire listens to all I say
Even though she live in a world so far
But no matter where either of us end up living
She will always be my wishing star

This is for my mom

Monday, April 30, 2012

The Greatest Gift (A poem)


The greatest gift
in the end
was a family
and a friend
an ear to lend
a hand to hold
and you
my friend
your heart of gold

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Grey Shore (A poem)


Against grey shore, against grey shore
And close by lies the tow;
On roofs the mist weights heavily,
And thought the stillness roars the sea
Unvaried’ round the town.


No forest whisper, in May’s sky
No wings beat ceaselessly;
The birds of passage merely fly
Thought autumn’s night with strident sky
The grass wafts by the sea


Yea still my whole heart clings to thee,
Thou grey town by the sea;
The child’s enchantment endlessly
Rests smiling here in thee, in thee,
Thou grey town by the sea