So...I hate to this, but my deodorant burned the living hell out of my arm pits.
I also hate to say that it worked for OT but was "too lemony, too smelly". Apparently, when you work in an office people are fussy about smells. That of course irks me and sends me into a defensive rage that these pampered little stock brokers have NO IDEA what smelly is, and the next time I'm around a GI bleed I pray that I can bottle it.
Tonight I had to make a new batch of deodorant to dilute the "too lemony/too smelly" version of OT's. I made a new unscented batch for me so I can determine why I had this little reaction of mine. I'm almost certain it was the combined 35 drops of essential oils I put into it- looking back I'm sure it was a bit excessive, and as I have terribly sensitive skin, not very smart.
I'm sure everyone is beyond interested in this deodorant journey.
And for those few weirdos that aren't (and I'm really hoping you sense my enormous amount of sarcasm) here are pictures of my dear husband trying to figure out how on earth to use this Baby Bjorn:
Emma was actually very content in the sling. She really does think she's a princess, this only reinforced that fact.
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