So my newest project is making lotion bars out of beeswax, Coconut Oil and Shea Butter.  I also added some essential oils – jasmine scented – and the results are pretty fab!  I had to freeze them for a few minutes before they would get hard enough to remove from the mini muffin tin, so my only concern is that they will turn liquid-y in the Texas heat.  The person from whom I stole borrowed the recipe wrote that she puts hers in little tins from the local hobby store.  I didn’t find said tins, nor do I want to spend the money, but if they get all difficult on me, I may have to try that.  But regardless, after rubbing some that dripped onto the counter onto my hands, they are super smooth and soft!

In other news, I had to get an abdominal ultrasound today, but this time there was not a sweet little face staring at me from the screen.  Because I’m SO not pregnant.  Instead, this was to check on the umbilical hernia that baby #3 left me with.  I had not intended to do anything about said hernia but last week, I apparently did something to cause that area to expand and rupture or some such nonsense.  Anyway, they’re going to have to repair it now, but it’s a simple day surgery, laproscopic thing.  Brad’s not even sure they will put me under.  He’s pretty sure they will just give me an epidural and let me watch.  Because that wouldn’t be weird or anything – to have your patient asking you questions while sticking a camera down into her belly.  (Actually, when Brad had ankle surgery a while back, they did offer an epidural, and to let him watch.  He opted for the full monty on drugs.)

That’s pretty much it.  I mean, a lot’s going on in the world – Brad called me on the way home from work Monday to ask if I had seen the news.  Of course, I had no clue what he was talking about so he got to be the one to tell me about the Boston bombings.  So very sad.  I had to mention it because it bothers me to read about trivial things like lotion bars and umbilical hernias when there’s so many more important things going on in the world.  But on the other side of the spectrum, one can only read so much about the drama unfolding before she has to retreat back into her shell and pretend the world is still a safe place to raise her kids and life will continue to happen just like it has for the last 42 blissful years of her life.  And by “her” I of course mean “me”.  So I’m writing about trivial things today because I’m not prepared to deal with all of the “what does this mean?” questions that keep trying to intrude upon my thoughts.

Also I’ve had a headache for 3 days straight from the weird weather we’ve been having.  And I’m facing surgery so cut me some slack okay?

And with that, I’m off.  If you would like to contribute your thoughts about what all of this means, please feel free.  But don’t get mad if I don’t read it.  I will be busy tonight churning butter and creating my own laundry detergent.  Just kidding.  I wouldn’t know the first thing about churning butter. 🙂