Failing Deodorant

Accomplishing a lot around here. From painting ceilings and installing ceiling fans, to simplifying (a nice word for throwing away a bunch of 'stuff') our life, Max is on page 3 of the honey-do list. Hey give me slack here, I'm helping where I can help. Making the list counts right? No really, we are a great team. I tell him where it goes and his muscles put it there. The "I'm a Navy Wife, I can do anything" saying still goes for me but I have recently and only temporally amended it to say "I'm a Navy Wife, I can do anything that doesn't require me to lift or push an excess of 20 pounds...or keep my arms over my head longer than 7 seconds...or do anything outside of showering, eating, using the restroom, or sleeping on days following my non-spa special treatments." Fair enough, Ay?

For some odd reason I feel the need to note my recent decision of abstaining from deodorant. Go ahead, raise an eyebrow. Dodge me when I roll past the pharmacy at Wal-Mart and don't make eye contact with me during "shake and howdy" at church. Deodorant always fails me so I have decided to fail at using it! Only I would voice my opinion about smearing unknown toxins in the pit of me. :) I'm going to invent something that works darn-it! I'm a Navy Wife, I can do anything....as long as I stick to the above stated arms-over-head for less then 7 second rule. Otherwise, I may be passed out and will never be able to patten my new mix of baking soda, corn starch and lavender essential oil deodorant powder. So next time you smell the old lady doused in lavender smell, I'm proll'y not more than an arms length away.

Makes you just want to eat a lavender cookie now, doesn't it!