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i’m just going to put it out there for all of the universe to know {because, yes – the whole universe is reading my blog ;)} –

i’m a sucker for infomercials. 

even when that snippet loops for the millionth time, i’m there sitting on my couch still faithfully watching. i don’t know what it is about some of those infomercials – they just make me stop and watch. it’s like those magazines you randomly get with the most far-fetched products. you know, the ones with a singing toilet paper dispenser and inflatable christmas lawn decor on the same page? i will look through every single mesmerizing page because, really, i’m in the market for a $4,500 inflatable human bowling ball game {which you can see for yourself here}.

so, yeah -infomercials. i succumbed to my second ever infomercial-inspired purchase this past weekend. my first being power90, better known as the infamous p90x now. i bought it when i was still using a VCR and well, never really got around to using it all that much. but i knew, based on that infomercial, that power90 was going to be an amazing thing. i mean it had to be! there were before and after pictures, and trips to hawaii for those that lost the most weight, tony horton,  and most importantly, there were tears. you know it’s all true when there are tears being shed in an infomercial. 😉 i’m only being slightly sarcastic because i totally fell for those tears. {speaking of power90/p90x, i’m hoping to incorporate some of my available 24 hours a day to that in the next few days. will keep you posted!}

my second – and recent – infomercial-inspired purchase was none other than the nutribullet. like the magic bullet, but much cooler. hello – it emulsifies! just like our blender, i guess, but far more compact and easier to clean up. al, le beau, had recently watched the movie “fat, sick and nearly dead,” which promotes a juicing diet, and had been wanting a juicer to give that diet a whirl. the nutribullet was my idea of a compact solution to a juicer. i figured the easy clean-up would inspire me to use it more than our blender, which has proven to be an accurate assumption thusfar. drinks made with blender: 0. drinks made with nutribullet: 1.

if you’re wondering what was in this morning’s drink: 2 smallish handfuls of rinsed spinach, a good handful of strawberries, a few blueberries, half of a banana and a sprinkling of some flax seed.

the final result –

so far, so good. i kept it pretty “plain” today, but am looking forward to experimenting with mangos, seedless watermelon, cantaloupe and pineapple in the next few days. if i come up with an amazing concoction, i’ll be sure to post it. 🙂

well, that’s my tale of infomercials and emulsification for now. until next time, revampers!

<3 always,

ana patricia

have you made any infomercial-inspired purchases?


“either you decide to stay in the shallow end of the pool or you go out in the ocean.” – christopher reeve

yes, i opted so originally to give this post a quote as it’s title. yes, i have been on some sort of inexplicable month-long hiatus from the blog, which i will refrain from trying so helplessly to defend. and yes, i still am one of the coolest people i know. 😉

now that we’ve got that all established/re-established, let’s move on, shall we? 🙂

so, this may be news to some of you, but one of my very first roles in life was that of a “little sister” – and an awesome one at that. despite our 6 year age difference, my older brother and i somehow managed to be best buddies. i guess you could even say that growing up we were like a mini version of donny + marie osmond, with the exception of us being significantly cooler. {ok, i kid – we were nothing like donny + marie osmond. but, if we were – he’d totally be a little bit country and i’d be a little bit rock ‘n roll.}


my brother and i, we were an awesome duo. we played games; we made up games; we played radio talk show hosts {vanilla ice and paula abdul, to be exact}; we fought; he managed to pull out my two front teeth in a game of tug-of-war; we fought some more; we laughed harder; he had my back + i had his.

we still are an awesome duo.

will forever be.

the only difference now is that he is battling a mental illness.

this is not my story to tell in full detail, and it’s one that i share very vaguely with both hesitation and the utmost protection –  just as any other overprotective little sister would. so, here goes: my brother went from being the amazing older brother who went on countless adventures to the amazing older brother who now struggles to leave his very own house. there are only a handful of places my brother will now go to, and all of them still go far beyond his comfort level.

the reason i am sharing this is because on monday, july 9th, after many, many years of not partaking in any “adventure,” my brother decided that he wanted us all – him included – to bring skipper, the family dog, to the doggy beach. to most people, this is not a big deal –  but, for us, it was a bit of a miracle and a major step in a positive direction.

here is a picture of skipper and of skipper + my brother, paul at the doggy beach:


at the end of the day, not only did my brother face one of his debilitating anxieties – but he had fun in the process of it. was it his idea of the most ideal situation? no. i’m sure he would have much preferred an isolated beach in his backyard. but, he tried. he tried for himself and for the experience of seeing skipper at the beach for the very first time. hopefully, it’s just the beginning of many more adventures with my brother.  and hopefully, this little story of triumph will help someone out there who has been holding back from his or her own personal adventures and victories. 🙂

wishing you all a mini miracle of your own and tons of adventures!

<3 always,

ana patricia

p.s. here is  one of my favorite pictures of me and my brother on, what i can only imagine is, one of our annual car rides to wildwood, nj. 🙂