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Budtender Moment: The Supp Cannabis Suppositories Review

“Sometimes wellness asks you to step outside your comfort zone. Sometimes it asks you to bend.”

-This Puzzled Life

Light the charcoal. Because if I’m going to write a consumer review of cannabis suppositories, I need ambiance, courage, and at least one distraction so my brain doesn’t fully process what I willingly signed up for. And this is where your humble, curious, occasionally too-brave-for-my-own-good reviewer try products, so you don’t have to. Or so you can, but with emotional support.

Let me begin by saying that I did this for science. For wellness. For the blog. For the ancestors who whisper, “Baby, why?” every time I try something new. I purchased cannabis suppositories because I’d heard they were great for pain relief, menstrual discomfort, pelvic tension, and deep-body relaxation. And listen, Mississippi humidity already has me fighting for my life. So, I figured why not add one more adventure to the list.

The experience from this product goes like this:

  • Onset: Shockingly fast. Faster than edibles. Faster than me running when someone says, “We need volunteers.”
  • Effect: A warm, full-body calm. Like sinking into a heated massage chair that also whispers affirmations.
  • Discomfort: Minimal. The concept is the part that makes you stare at the wall for a moment and reconsider your choices.
  • Medical Usefulness: Legit. If you deal with cramps, pelvic pain, inflammation, or post-op discomfort, this is a serious option.
  • Recreational Usefulness: Only if you’re adventurous or trying to win a dare at a very strange cookout.

Unexpected side effects include a sudden desire to reorganize your life. A new respect for gravity. The realization that cannabis has officially entered every possible category of wellness. And the urge to text someone, “You will not believe what I just did.”

Let’s talk about anything else for a moment. Like how the Deep South humidity is currently thick enough to qualify as a personality trait. Or how the packaging for suppositories always looks suspiciously calm. Like it knows something you don’t. Or how the instructions are written in the gentlest tone possible. As if the manufacturer is patting your shoulder saying, “You’re doing amazing, sweetie.” Or how I lit charcoal at the beginning of this review like I was preparing for a ritual, because honestly? It felt appropriate.

This product includes:

  • THC 10 mg
  • Intended medical uses (cramps, pelvic pain, inflammation, post-op relief): This will work with any condition. And they are great for people who have a difficult time swallowing. You can still get the relief and not have to eat an edible. I use this for severe chronic spine pain due to pinched nerves and degenerative disc disease.
  • Effects seem to last for a few hours. I never got high. However, some have said that they do get a buzz. I just go relief which was the goal
  • Dosage is one suppository
  • Melt speed (important!) is incredibly fast.
  • Storage instructions (usually refrigeration): I keep mine in the freezer.
  • Any warnings or medical considerations: if there is anything you are concerned about or need clarification, ask your budtender or doctor.

Thanks for reading! And just to let you know, this adventure was worth the relief. Have you tried this product? And how well did it work for you?

Affirmation: I honor my healing, curiosity, and my ability to laugh through the awkward parts.

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Budtender Moment: Purple Diesel Strain Review

“Purple Diesel is that friend who shows up unannounced. Cleans your kitchen.And leaves you with a playlist that changes your whole week.”

-This Puzzled Life

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Let the smoke rise like a front‑porch sermon. Today we’re talking about a strain that pulls up with diesel on its breath. And purple royalty in its bones. It’s a strain that goes by the name Purple Diesel.

Purple Diesel is a sativa‑dominant hybrid. It’s the kind that wakes you up. Straightens your crown. And tells you to get your life together but nicely. It is a cross between Sour Diesel × Pre‑98 Bubba Kush. South Diesel is a cross between Chemdawg × Super Skunk. Pre-98 Bubba Kush is a cross between OG Kush phenotype × (likely) Afghani landrace influence. This is the kind of ancestry that explains why Purple Diesel hits like a caffeinated poet with a velvet robe.

The flavor tastes like grape skins crushed under a boot heel. A splash of berry lemonade. A diesel‑fume exhale that says, “I’ve lived a life.” And a faint herbal sweetness that lingers like gossip on a porch swing. It’s fruity, funky, and fuel‑forward. And a whole personality in vapor form.

The terpene profile is Limonene, Myrcene, and Caryophyllene. Together they create a profile that’s energizing without being chaotic, flavorful without being sticky‑sweet. Consumers often reach for Purple Diesel when they need relief from mood, fatigue, stress, and mild pain. It’s the strain for when you need to move, but you also need to feel something again.

Please keep in mind that depending on differences in grows depends on what area of the country it is grown in. Ther will also be slight differences depending on when, where the plant was grown. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’ Have you tried this strain?

Affirmation: I rise with clarity. Move with purpose. And honor the energy that fuels me.

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Budtender Moment: Melon Bar Strain Review

“I don’t rise and shine. I spark and vibe.”

-Unknown

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Negative energy go away. Today, we’re talking about a strain so unserious, so fruity, so spiritually chaotic that it walked into my house, looked around, and said, “Oh, y’all don’t have snacks? Tragic.”

Melon Bar didn’t just enter my life. It burst in like a Southern auntie wearing a sundress, hoop earrings, and a personal vendetta against humidity. The moment I cracked the jar, the aroma hit me with the exact energy of a church lady saying, “I brought a little something,” and then unveiling a dessert that could end generational curses.

This strain smells like someone blended cantaloupe, honeydew, and the kind of optimism I only feel after paying a bill early. It’s fruity, creamy, and suspiciously cheerful like a popsicle that knows too much.

Melon Bar is a cross between Watermelon Zkittlez × Ice Cream Cake, which explains why it tastes like a fruit salad that went to private school. Watermelon Zkittlez brings the tropical sweetness, Ice Cream Cake brings the creamy calm, and together they create a hybrid that feels like a beach vacation you didn’t have to plan. The flavor? Imagine a melon smoothie that got its tax return. Imagine a fruit bar that discovered therapy. Imagine a Jolly Rancher that learned boundaries. That’s Melon Bar.

The effects hit like a warm breeze telling you to unclench your jaw, drink some water, and stop arguing with people who don’t even recycle. It’s uplifting without being chaotic, relaxing without turning you into a couch fossil. Perfect for cleaning your house, reorganizing your life, or staring at your cat like they’re the reincarnation of a wise forest spirit.

Top terpenes in this strain include Limonene, Myrcene, and Caryophyllene, which is basically the Holy Trinity of “I’m chill, but I still have things to do.” Patients report relief from stress, mood swings, tension, and that specific kind of irritability that comes from dealing with humans.

Melon Bar is the strain you smoke when you want to feel like a fruity cloud drifting through your responsibilities with grace, humor, and a snack in your hand. It’s sweet, it’s silly, and it hits like a popsicle that believes in your potential.

Please keep in mind that each grow will be different and the flower’s effects will differ depending on which region of the country that the plant is grown. Thanks for reading! Keep blazin.’

Affirmation:  “I am calm, collected, and spiritually lifted, floating through life like a gummy that kicked in early.”

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Budtender Moment: Frozen Lemonade Strain Review

“Sometimes the medicine tastes like lemons. Because the universe knows you need waking up.”

-This Puzzled Life

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Today we’re stepping into the frosty, citrus‑blessed kingdom of Frozen Lemonade. It’s the strain that tastes like somebody froze summertime just to keep you from losing your mind in this economy.

Frozen Lemonade is a sativa-dominant hybrid. It’s a cross between  Lemon Tree × Gelato #41. Lemon Tree is a cross between  Lemon Skunk × Sour Diesel. Gelato #41 is a cross between  Sunset Sherbet × Thin Mint GSC. It’s the strain that behaves like the friend who shows up uninvited but brings snacks. Emotional support. And a Bluetooth speaker. She’s bright. She’s uplifting. And she’s got just enough body relaxation to keep you from pacing the kitchen like a raccoon with bills. Frozen Lemonade didn’t just appear. he was engineered by the ancestors. This lineage is basically the Beyoncé family tree of cannabis. It’s excellence is stacked on excellence.

The flavor profile of this strain is one of Icy lemon zest, Sugared citrus peel, A faint creamy finish, and a sparkle of sour brightness. It’s the strain equivalent of sticking your head in the freezer during a Southern summer and whispering, “Lord, take the heat from me.”

The terpene profile for this strain is Limonene, Myrcene, Caryophyllene, and Pinene. Together they create a bright, sparkling, lemon-ice vibe that wakes up the spirit without sending you into orbit. Frozen Lemonade is a blessing for stress, mood, mild pain, focus, clarity, and energy. It’s the strain you reach for when you need to get your life together but also want to enjoy the process.

Please keep in mind that depending on differences in grows depends on what area of the country it is grown in. Ther will also be slight differences depending on when, where the plant was grown. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’ Have you tried this strain?

Affirmation: I rise refreshed. Renewed. And rooted. It’s bright as citrus. Steady as ice. And fully in my power.

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The 80s Mall: Our Natural Habitat and Emotional Support Ecosystem

“The 80s mall didn’t just raise us. It emotionally stabilized us better than half the adults in our lives.”

-This Puzzled Life

Light the charcoal. Today we are not merely remembering the 80s mall. We are summoning it. Resurrecting it. And calling it forth like a neon‑soaked ancestral spirit guide wearing leg warmers. And chewing Bubble Yum with the confidence of someone who has never once read a nutrition label.

The 80s mall wasn’t just a building. It was a biosphere, a social laboratory, a feral ecosystem where children roamed free like denim‑clad gazelles. It was the one place where your mama could drop you off with five dollars, a scrunchie, and a warning about “not acting a fool.” And somehow that was considered responsible parenting. The mall raised us. The mall fed us. The mall taught us that independence meant walking around unsupervised for eight hours. And only calling home if someone sprained an ankle or got lost in Sears.

It was our emotional support ecosystem before emotional support ecosystems were a thing. It was therapy before therapy. It was cardio before cardio. It was church before church. It was TikTok before TikTok. Except instead of filters, we had Glamour Shots. Instead of algorithms, we had the food court. So let us honor the fluorescent kingdom that shaped our souls, our fashion sense, and our questionable decision‑making skills.

10 Things That Made the 80s Mall Our Emotional Support Ecosystem

  • The Food Court-A culinary fever dream where you could eat Sbarro pizza, teriyaki chicken, and a pretzel the size of a Buick hubcap. It was the original “choose your fighter” screen.
  • Spencer’s Gifts-The forbidden forest of the mall. You went in for a lava lamp and came out spiritually changed. Slightly confused. And carrying a rubber chicken.
  • The Arcade-A dimly lit cave where boys communicated through grunts. Button‑mashing. And the sacred ritual of slapping quarters on the machine to claim next game.
  • Glamour Shots-The place where every Southern girl became a feather‑haired deity. You walked in looking like a child. And walked out looking like you were about to release a country album.
  • Orange Julius-A beverage so mysterious it defied science. Was it juice? Was it foam? Was it industrial insulation? We didn’t ask questions.
  • The Mall Fountain-A shimmering lagoon of wishes, pennies, and the occasional toddler shoe. It was our emotional support water feature.
  • The Perfume Counter-A chemical assault zone where you were spritzed against your will by a woman named Linda who smelled like Chanel No. 5 and authority.
  • The Record Store-A sanctuary where we pretended to understand music genres. And, also, judged strangers based on their cassette choices.
  • The Mall Walkers-The elders who power‑walked at dawn like they were training for mall‑based combat. They were the backbone of mall society.
  • The Payphone Bank-Our hotline to Mama. Our emergency broadcast system. Our “Jessica is being dramatic again, please retrieve me” communication hub.

The 80s mall wasn’t just a place. It was a multisensory emotional support habitat engineered to keep us alive. Entertained. And slightly overstimulated. The moment those sliding glass doors whooshed open, you were hit with a wall of smells like popcorn, perfume, pretzels, and the faint scent of a RadioShack employee losing the will to live.

The mall was where we learned economics (“If I buy this sticker pack, I will not have enough money for a slice of pizza”), sociology (“If I walk past the cute boys three times, they will eventually notice me”), and survival (“If I get lost in JCPenney, I must follow the sound of the escalator until I reach civilization”).

It was also where we learned fashion. Which is why so many of our childhood photos look like we were raised by a pack of neon‑obsessed raccoons. We wore shoulder pads big enough to pick up satellite signals. We wore jelly shoes that blistered our feet into oblivion. We wore outfits that could blind a man at twenty paces.

And the mall didn’t just shape us. It healed us. Had a bad day at school? Go to the mall. Got dumped by your 7th‑grade boyfriend? Go to the mall. Needed to feel the warm embrace of consumerism? Go to the mall. Needed to walk around aimlessly for six hours because your mama said, “go play”? Go to the mall. The mall was our coping mechanism. Our sanctuary. Our ecosystem of emotional regulation and questionable snacks. And honestly? We turned out fine. Mostly.

And now, here we stand. Grown. Exhausted. Over‑scheduled adults. Who can barely get through a Target run without needing a nap and a hydration break. Meanwhile, our children act like going to a store is a war crime. They clutch their tablets like emotional support rodents. And look at us like we’re asking them to churn butter.

But us? We were forged in the fluorescent crucible of the 80s mall. We survived unsupervised freedom. Orange Julius sugar crashes. And the psychological warfare of the perfume counter. We navigated the labyrinth of Sears without GPS. We endured Glamour Shots bangs that could slice through drywall. We walked uphill both ways in jelly shoes that were basically medieval torture devices.

We are the generation that learned resilience from a food court. And emotional regulation from a mall fountain. We are the children of neon, tile floors, and Cinnabon steam. We are unbreakable. We are unstoppable. We are mall‑raised. Mall‑blessed. Mall‑forged warriors. And may the spirit of the mall walkers guide our steps forever.

Affirmation: I am grounded. I am centered. I am guided by the neon glow of my ancestors and protected by the mall walkers at dawn.

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Budtender Moment: Rick James Strain Review

“I’m not high. I’m just on airplane mode.”

-Unknown

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Negative energy go away. Today, I want to tell you about a strain that will instantly take you back to the 80s. And the name is Rick James.

Rick James is a 70/30 indica-dominant hybrid. It is a cross between Runtz x Jealousy. Runtz is a cross between Zkittlez x Gelato. Jealousy is a cross between Gelato 41 x Sherbet Bx1. This strain was named this because 710 Labs notes are named after the legendary. The flavor profile is creamy, sugary, fresh fruity berries, rich red fruits, and dank herbs. The whole experience was a pleasant surprise. And though it didn’t make me a “Super Freak”, I still enjoyed the ride.

Top terpenes in this strain are Myrcene, Limonene, Caryophyllene, Linalool, and Pinene. Patients report relief from chronic pain, anxiety, stress, and insomnia. This strain has some hard-core munchies to go with it. And beware of “couch lock. “Please keep in mind that each grow will be different and the flower’s effects will differ depending on which region of the country that the plant is grown. Thanks for reading! Keep blazin.’

Affirmation:  I release tension, fear, and the stories that weigh me down.

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Budtender Moment: Oreoz Strain Review

“Some strains whisper. Oreoz leans in. Hands you a cookie. And tells you the truth you’ve been avoiding.”

-This Puzzled Life

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Let the ancestors lean in while we talk about a strain that tastes like dessert but hits like a truth‑telling auntie at Thanksgiving. This Budtender Moment Is dedicated to as strain that’s has a name that instantly makes me think about things I liked growing up. The strain name is Oreoz.

Oreoz is an indica‑dominant hybrid. It’s the kind that looks sweet. Smells sweet. And then folds you like a church bulletin when the sermon runs long. It is a cross between Cookies & Cream x Secret Weapon. Cookies & Cream is a cross between Starfighter x Girl Scout Cookies (GSC). Secret Weapon is a cross between Chemdawg x Alien Technology. Oreoz is basically the grandchild who inherited the sweet tooth, the attitude, and the ability to nap anywhere.

Oreoz tastes like someone melted a s’more over a diesel engine in the best possible way. The flavor consists of toasted marshmallow, chocolate cookie crumble, sweet cream, earthy gas, and a hint of pepper on the exhale, It’s dessert with a backbone.

The terpene profile is  Caryophyllene, Limonene, Myrcene, and  depending on the grow, you may also see Linalool or Humulene peeking through. Oreoz is a comfort‑strain like a weighted blanket with opinions. Patients often reach for it to help with chronic stress, anxiety, insomnia, appetite loss, chronic pain, muscle tension, and mood instability. It’s an indica‑dominant hybrid with strong sedative tendencies. It’s best saved for evenings, off‑days, or when you’ve already taken your bra off.

Please keep in mind that depending on differences in grows depends on what area of the country it is grown in. Ther will also be slight differences depending on when, where the plant was grown. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’ Have you tried this strain?

Affirmation: I ground myself in sweetness, strength, and clarity. I allow comfort to find me. And I receive it without apology.

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Budtender Moment: Charlotte’s Web Strain Review

“Healing doesn’t always roar. Sometimes it whispers, ‘I’m here.’”

-This Puzzled Life

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Let the smoke rise like a prayer for calm, clarity, and compassion. Today’s Budtender Moment isn’t just a strain review. It’s a story about a little girl. A family desperate for hope. And a group of growers who turned their craft into a calling. Charlotte’s Web isn’t just cannabis. It’s a chapter in medical history written in courage, community, and the quiet power of a plant that chose healing over hype.

Before Charlotte’s Web became a household name, it was simply a mission. Charlotte Figi, a young girl from Colorado, lived with a rare and severe form of epilepsy known as Dravet syndrome. By the time she was five, she was experiencing hundreds of seizures a week. Seizures that stole her childhood, mobility, and her family’s hope. Her parents tried everything. Diets. Medications. Experimental treatments. Nothing worked.

Then came the Stanley Brothers. A group of Colorado cultivators who were quietly working on a high-CBD, low-THC hemp strain. It wasn’t flashy. It wasn’t psychoactive. It wasn’t meant for recreational shelves. It was meant for healing.

When Charlotte’s parents reached out, the brothers agreed to help. They refined and stabilized a phenotype that delivered CBD in powerful, consistent levels. With almost no THC. The results were immediate and life-changing. Charlotte’s seizures dropped dramatically. Giving her back pieces of her life that had been stolen. In her honor, the brothers named the strain Charlotte’s Web. A tribute to the little girl whose bravery reshaped the medical cannabis landscape. Her story opened doors. Changed laws. And sparked a global conversation about compassionate access.

Charlotte’s Web isn’t built like typical cannabis strains. Its lineage is intentionally therapeutic. And some say that there are no exact genetic lineage that has ever been released. And the strain varies from being a high CBD strain that is sativa leaning. And some say that it’s a more balanced hybrid. Some sources report that this strain is a cross between Industrial Hemp × High-CBD Landrace Genetics. The second generation of genetic lineage is possibly CBD-Dominant Phenotype × CBD-Dominant Phenotype. The Stanley Brothers refined the line to ensure ultra-low THC and consistently high CBD expression. These were specifically selected for cannabinoid stability. Not psychoactivity.

Charlotte’s Web tastes like a morning walk before the world wakes up. It consists of earthy sweetness, soft pine, light citrus peel, and herbal warmth. It’s gentle, grounding, and quietly comforting.

Charlotte’s Web expresses a gentle, grounding terpene bouquet. And the only information I’ve found about a possible terpene profile consists of Myrcene, Pinene, Caryophyllene, and Limonene. It’s the botanical equivalent of a deep exhale. Charlotte’s Web is one of the most medically respected strains in the world. Patients reach for this strain when they need seizure support, anxiety, inflammation, chronic pain, mood, focus, and body relaxation without sedation. It’s the strain people reach for when they want to feel functional, steady, and safe. 

I have personally tried this strain in another area of the country. This strain where not my typical heavy indica, works extremely well for m And unfortunately, there is nowhere in the area where I currently live that carries this strain. No matter what condition you’re trying to treat. I highly recommend this strain for anything. If you need something heavier at night, have that on standby. But this strain works very well for daytime use. And no matter what your experience level, you will find relief in Charlotte’s Web.

Please keep in mind that depending on differences in grows depends on what area of the country it is grown in. Ther will also be slight differences depending on when, where the plant was grown. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’ Have you tried this strain?

Affirmation: I honor my body’s need for peace. I welcome calm into every corner of my life.

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Budtender Moment: Cobra Chi #2 Strain Review

“Legalize it? I already did-in my living room.”

-Unknown

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Negative energy go away. Today, I want to tell you about a strain that brings back the fond memories of the 1980’s. And how many of us Gen X individuals could ever forget the movie Karate Kid? Mr. Miyagi, Daniel Laruso, and his redemption from being the one who was bullied. To the one who showed us what hard work, trust and discipline could accomplish by the ultimate underdog. 

Cobra Chi #2 is a 70/30 sativa-dominant hybrid that is a cross of Margwa #1 x Chimera #3. Margwa #1 is a strain that is not publicly documented. Therefore, I don’t have a direct lineage for this strain. Chimera #3 is a balanced hybrid cross between Chimera x White Truffle. Looking at these genetics Margwa #1 must have a sativa-dominance in its genetics somewhere.

The top terpenes for this strain are D-Limonene, Linalool, Myrcene, and Caryophyllene. Patients report relief from conditions such as chronic stress, chronic pain, depression, migraines, mood swings, ADD/ADHD, headaches, and nausea. This strain, in my opinion, is very mild. And it is a strain that can be enjoyed by all. Thanks for reading! Keep blazin.’

Affirmation: I water myself from the bottom up to grow deep roots like a strong mother plant.

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Budtender Moment: Neon Berry Strain Review

“Some strains whisper. Neon Berry walks in wearing sequins and introduces itself to everybody.”

-This Puzzled Life

Light the charcoal. Sprinkle the sage. Today, we’re stepping into the neon glow. The kind of berry‑sweet, electric‑hearted strain that feels like a gas‑station slushie and a cosmic prophecy had a baby. Welcome to this Budtender Moment as I highlight the strain Neon Berry.

Neon Berry is a sativa‑dominant hybrid. It’s the kind that lifts your chin. Straightens your aura. And tells your anxiety to go sit in the car with the windows cracked. It is a cross between Blueberry × Strawberry Cough. Blueberry is a cross between Afghani × Thai. Strawberry Cough is a cross between Haze × a mystery strawberry cultivar whispered about like a church‑lady scandal. This is berry lineage with a passport and a past.

The taste profile for this strain is a blue raspberry slushie from a gas station that definitely has a ghost. Strawberry Pop Rocks with a cool, minty exhale that feels like someone just opened the freezer door on your soul. And a faint candy‑shell sweetness that lingers like gossip.

The top terpenes in this strain are Limonene, Myrcene, Pinene, and Caryophyllene. Together they create a bright, effervescent, berry‑electric cloud. Patients look for this strain for mood elevation, stress relief, creative focus, mild pain relief, and social ease.

Please keep in mind that depending on differences in grows depends on what area of the country it is grown in. There will also be slight differences depending on when, where the plant was grown. Thanks for reading! And keep blazin.’ Have you tried this strain?

Affirmation: I allow joy to be loud, bright, and berry‑flavored. I glow without apology.

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