Vitamin D's Observation Essay

The city always seemed to push the stars farther away from the world in the dead of night. Rain had begun to sprinkle downtown and it began to trickle across the top of the parked cars in the street. Vernon was sitting there silently listening to the drizzle outside that sounded like pebbles falling on a tin roof, still thinking about the dreams his been having. The Coffee Cup was like any other diner nestled between apartments and liquor stores. There was seven cut-up stools and behind them against the wall sat a cigarette machine and no smoking sign. The counter was worn from years of service. Two booths sat facing the storefront windows

The air was crisp and without a sign of clouds in the sky. Orange and yellow leaves blew to and fro, and despite it being late fall, it was hot, and the girl was lightly sweating. As she was walking to her car to get to her English class at another school, she enjoyed the warm and fresh air that only happens right before the cold, freezing winter. Because of the school’s miniscule parking spaces, the girl had to park further away in order to fit her moss green truck she drove, but she did not mind the extra walk in the bright afternoon. Inside her truck, she was met with musty, hot air. Instead of turning on the air conditioning, the girl decided to open her windows, to let the fresh air ventilate the truck and cool it off. As she drove out of the parking lot and stopped at a stop sign to turn right onto a busy road, a man noticed her from across the

It is a mid July summer day and as I clumsily shuffle down an uneven sidewalk, I can feel the heat from the cement radiate against my flesh and the feel of my sweaty palm on my caregiver’s forearm as she guides me through Old Town, a small historical landmark in Albuquerque, New Mexico. We head to a shop to get some ice cream to help cool us down. As we enter the shop I can smell the sweetness that fills the shop and I gladly welcome the cool air conditioner blowing on my face. I am excited to try the ice cream of this quaint little store, but as I look up to view the menu on the wall, I struggle to see what flavors they have. As I peer through a small tunnel in the middle of my vision, the rest of my vision so blurry I cannot make out any

It was a pleasant fall Tuesday when Stephanie went to work. Her day normal consisted of writing reports, and filing paperwork for her office. She turned on the television to see if there was anything alluring in the news. “NEWS FLASH: MAN CONVICTED OF MURDER HAS ESCAPED PRISON.” The warning did not phase her, considering the jail was far from her office. She concluded that she was safe. By four o’clock, it was time for her to travel home from a laborious day of work. She arranged her things into her bag, and began her trek. Walking out the door, she was met with warm rays from the sun. It was an astounding way to end a strenuous

It was early afternoon when two rental limo’s pulled up in front of the BellRose Hotel, a sprawling, castle-like building of local stone. The driver of the first limo got out, and opened the door for his passengers. The first to get out was a svelte 29-year-old woman with long black hair, hazel eyes, and light Asian skin. She wore black slacks, a purple sweater, black boots, and a black leather coat with her hair styled in an artistically intricate braid. She was followed by a plump but healthy 32-year-old brunette with olive skin, and green eyes. How white count was the pool close around her Red shirt that was paired with jeans and sneakers. The last to exit the car was a lithe 29-year-old with dark blonde hair, dark blue-green eyes, and

The gentleman opened the door for us to walk in and I was astounded by the drastic temperature difference from humid and hot, to cool and crisp air flooding my nostrils. I assumed its traditional for someone to usually follow you through such high end stores because that's what one of the men employees did. Looking around at the menacing red carpet, the cream colored walls, and animal material handbags. The signature red stripe was littered on all clothing across this boutique. It gave me pleasure walking around because the carpet was the kind that sinks a little bit when you walk on it. My sister splits up from me to check out the purses while I go to the back to look at the watches. I was terrified to touch anything because not once did I see a price tag on anything. Even looking at something too long felt like a crime. After looking at the watches I meet again with my sister on the split staircase where it introduces the colognes and perfumes. My sister collected the perfume strip made of some sort of fabric as her momento from Gucci, knowing she couldn’t afford anything the store has to offer. We head upstairs in the store, again we break away from each other and I see this rack of less organized clothes similar to the ones you’d see in Forever 21 with clothes on random hangers. I examine the clothing and ask the gentleman who is still tailing me “how much for the shirt?” I point to

The ‘Marathoner,’ the local train that travelled from North County to Downtown San Diego, had a stop near the Oceanside Pier and this is where Clarissa got off. She was still feeling no pain from her tequila beverage so she continued to kind of sashay down the pavement that led to the pier. But the sashaying made her once again feel breathless when she reached the entrance to the pleasure pier. Heavy breaths were performed as she bent down a bit with her wig draping down at each side of her painted face and hiding facial expression to anyone that might be around. Slowly, this femme stood erect, and the view she took in might have well been heaven. Palm trees scattered the surroundings of the Oceanside Pier with the sun’s rays beaming off of

It was a scorcher of a summer day in New York City; you could fry an egg on the sidewalk and hear it sizzle. I did my usual trick of keeping cool by sucking on ice cubes. There were many of these hot suffering days I had to endure in my childhood, but this one was different than the others. I waited for our visitor on the apartment stoop where there was no shade to escape the hot sun. Every so often, I went inside the apartment and stuck my head inside the fridge.

The sun has now come out as we enter the Botanical gardens and we are floored by the vast array of flowers and trees. Next, we walk through the scented garden, which has braille signs for blind people. The smells are invigorating and the sights are another reminder to be grateful for all of our senses. From here we make our way up the road to Gordo’s a burrito shop on 9th avenue. We both order the super carnitas with guacamole, jalapenos and salsa.

She sluggishly unfolded herself from me and with a gaze murmured “let’s go for a walk.” She declared. And so we did. As we wandered I looked over at her wearing washed out blue skinny jeans with a single hole at the knee and a black drafty cardigan with a cloud white tank top underneath. She had decided that it was too frigid and covertly looped her arms around mine to keep warm. This making the stroll more of a swig sag sway down the radiant street. She had an aroma of vanilla, and she her lips reminded me of apples crisp from Walmart. As non-exhilarating as this was these are my most enjoyable and down-to-earth moments. As brilliant as she looked, I in comparison sported a forest green t-shirt and California tan cargo shorts. I had yet to do anything with the crow’s nest like hair of mine. Later we had got drinks we decided to take the roundabout back, but we had discovered a portion of cleared

Vitamin D is a bit mystifying--the only vitamin that's also a hormone, and the only vitamin people don't have to consume from food. You manufacture it when your skin is exposed to the sun. See how you do on this quick quiz.

It was a cold Monday morning when I, Esteban Julio Ricardo Montoya De La Rosa Ramirez woke up. It was 6 a.m. when my alarm went off and and I slammed my fist into it the clock. That was the first mistake of the day. It left my hand in excruciating pain. I was expecting to take a nice hot shower, but after thirty seconds of soothing hot water, the icy waters of antarctica flowed down my back. The only one to blame was my sister, Sofia. I put on my jeans and poncho, and slipped into my Kobe 11 elite high tops.

On a hot summer’s day, Rittane was minding her own business when she saw someone dress in fancy party tuxedo walk around could help thinking to herself. “Why would anyone dress up in a tuxedo on a hot summer’s day?!” Then she heard her friends, Michaela and Lisa, come up to her for shopping around Independence center. They exchange a few words before heading to a nearby store on the east side of the building. Rittane couldn’t get over the energy that her friends have in them when it came to the shopping. It makes her laugh a little as she follows them to their destination.

This was our first time visiting Italy in winter, because as future part-time residents, we felt that it was incredibly important to experience Umbrian life in all seasons. Orvieto looked like a dreamy, fairy-tale village, uncrowded with tourists, and only a few locals milling around. The Duomo was luminescent against a backdrop of a crescent shaped moon beginning to climb the midnight sky. Regardless that Emilio’s and Patricia’s shops looked inviting and Cafè Barrique beckoned us to come in, we weren’t ready to interact with anyone yet and resisted the urge to stop in. Through the window of the Real Estate office, we saw Vanessa and Mandy engaged in a discussion, however, feeling too exhausted to be social, we walked past without saying hello. Before returning to the B&B for some well needed rest, we ate a quick casual meal somewhere nearby. Tomorrow morning we planned to “hit the ground running.”

My research of the vitamin or mineral will be based on vitamin D and Calcium.Vitamin D is a fat-soluble vitamin, which means it is stored in the body’s fatty tissue, normally is obtained through exposure to sunlight, which triggers vitamin D production in the skin