September 8, 2014
First up, I finally have a website up and running! You can check me out at Wellspring Hope Essential Oils. My goal is to do one to two posts a week. I want to do some special give-aways and have guest writers. Lots of plans!
Next, my friend Hayley, over at Health Starts in the Kitchen, invited me to be a guest writer on her awesome website. You can read my post here: Supporting the Autistic Child, Naturally.
Third, the store where I sell essential oils and accessories moved to an awesome location. We are now on Main Street in Clayton, NC. You should check Unique Boutiques and Marketplace out. I love being a vendor there, the sense of community is awesome. Check their Facebook page often to find out about classes being taught, anything from creating jewelry to learning about essential oils.
And right now, I am hosting a week long Facebook event, Hormone Support with Essential Oils. I'd love for you to stop by!
Thanks to everyone for all the support they have offered my business and my family since Rich lost his job and we became two self-employed people running our own businesses. God is good! It's been exciting and humbling.
Take care and be well,
July 10, 2014
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January 31, 2014
Friends, I have now experienced the worst pain a woman can feel besides childbirth or a broken femur. Let me explain.
Today, my friend Marge decided at lunch that she wanted to get her eyebrows done. She already knew the place she wanted to go. Here's how that conversation went:
Marge: "Want to go with me to get my eyebrows done?"
Me: "Sure, I can take you. The roads are clear."
Jack (Marge's 95 year old husband): " Are you coloring your eyebrows or getting that string thing done?"
Marge: "Why? Do you want to come?"
Jack: "No, I'll stay here. You girls go on. But are you just coloring or doing the string thing?"
Me: "What's the string thing?" I honestly had no idea what he meant.
Marge: "Oh, I don't know, it's something new."
Me: "Oh, maybe I'll try it. I'm interested." (fateful words, people....fateful words)
Jack: "Oh, maybe I'll ride along then." (Hah! He knows if I try something new, something interesting is bound to happen)
So we loaded up and headed off to the mall. We enter a little salon called Feah Brows Beauty.
Apparently, it's called THREADING and it will take you to the gates of hell and back. Here's what happened. So, Marge is all laid out in her chair, having decided to forgo threading today and simply get her own brows colored. I'm in the chair next to her, having been told by one of the girls in the waiting room that she comes in once a month because it's part of her culture and that it doesn't hurt at all. Liar!!! Liar!!! Pants on Fire!! Look up threading if you want to know what it is. All I know is that it involves cotton yarn and a near death experience.
The very first tug had my eyes stinging. By the second tug, my left eye was watering like crazy. Third tug, and I was in full-on crybaby mode. My nose even started running, people! The brow tech had to give me tissues. I was ready to run out but I couldn't leave Marge,who still had hair color on her eyebrows. And I couldn't leave with a half done face. I like my eyebrows to match each other. But I was beginning to wonder if maybe I shouldn't have committed to having my upper lip threaded. Yeah, I just admitted that on Facebook and now, this blog.
By the time the tech moved to my second eyebrow, whimpering sounds were coming from my mouth. I was trying to so hard to be still and be quiet but it was not working. I was praying that maybe my right side wouldn't have as many manly hairs as my left side, but alas, it was worse. Or maybe my pain tolerance lessened with each tug. Whatever it was, I almost died on that chair today. The tech almost died too, and it is only because I exhibited enormous amounts of self-control that her 100 pound self didn't end up getting thrown across the room by She-Hulk. People, I was full on sobbing by the time she finished.
I was too proud to wuss out after she finished my eyebrows so yes, I got my lip done too. Apparently, my face's lower region also belongs on Duck Dynasty. I now understand why bearded women just let it grow rather than getting rid of it. Pain. In order to "thread" the lip area, the tech asked me to close my mouth (because I was crying so hard) and push against my upper lip with my tongue. The picture you see is what I looked like. A monkey. So now I am a She-Hulk Monkey who belongs on Duck Dynasty.
Finally, it was all over. The tech asked me to return in 3 weeks and gave me a "Buy 10 Get 1 Free" card. Who can survive that TEN times? Maybe an orc.
Jack was glad he came. He and Marge laughed the whole way home.
What We're Memorizing This Month
14 Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse them. 15 Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep. 16 Live in harmony with one another. Do not be haughty, but associate with the lowly. Never be wise in your own sight. 17 Repay no one evil for evil, but give thought to do what is honorable in the sight of all. 18 If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all. 19 Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.” 20 To the contrary, “if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink; for by so doing you will heap burning coals on his head.” 21 Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.