I got some good responses to my plea for help for my ridiculously dry skin, and they're still coming in--thanks! I noticed in following up the several comments that mentioned Philosophy's Hope In A Jar, that there is a related product called "When Hope Is Not Enough," and that might be more what I need! I got a new tub of vitamin E cream for daytime, too...heck, my great-grandmother swore by it, and she seemed to never get a wrinkle in her life, and neither have the women at my office who use it. I'll let you know what I wind up trying, and if ANYTHING works. I'm not terribly optimistic.
I had to laugh (at MYSELF) upon reading all the recommendations for shea butter, because I have about 40 pounds of pure, unrefined shea butter sitting upstairs waiting to be used in soap, and I just forgot all about it. It's beautiful stuff, fair-trade guaranteed, sweet and nutty-scented, and I used to whip some up with a little avocado and sweet almond oil to use as a body-butter. For use on the face, it was good for softening up the dry skin, but too much for regular moisturizing. Wonderful in homemade lip balms, too.
Accomplished today? NOT A WHOLE LOT. New Southern Living magazine came, and that's always good, and I got to have lunch with my sister and my mom at the "Tropical Smoothie Cafe," where they both cracked me up by ordering bananas with their wraps. Why was this funny? I DO NOT KNOW, but I couldn't stop laughing. Just the idea of going into a restaurant and saying, "Why, yes, I'll have the BANANA," slayed me. I even memorialized the moment.
Then I went to Wal-Mart and spent a hundred dollars on cleaning supplies. I have the munitions, if not the gumption, to nuke this place into ultimate cleanliness. Let's see what happens, shall we? I also stopped myself from impulse-buying, first, a new steam-cleaner, and second, a new digital video-camera. Which is good, because I can in NO WAY afford either.
I had to put down Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell, because I keep getting interrupted, and it's a Dickensian kind of a book that begs for long uninterrupted stretches of reading, and I haven't been able to manage that lately. So I'm trying some Michael Chabon for now (but not, Louey will be glad to know, the naked Alaskan book).
And since this post doesn't have ENOUGH links to Amazon...currently watching? It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia - Seasons 1 & 2.
And there. Not much substance, but met the deadline!
You Help Me, I Help You
The Procrastination Station
Merry Christmas, Y'all, and They Lie When They Take Out Your Tonsils
Coupon Redux: Wal-Mart