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Bittersweet

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  If I were to die this mornin' Would you tell me things that you wouldn't have? Would you be my navigator? Would you take me to a place we could hide? As I'm fallin' out I wonder what I lost Must be movin' on Know I'll be waitin' here alone I wanna ask you to forgive me I haven't been the best with all that I had Wish I'd only laid beside you I think I spread myself a little too thin As I'm fadin' out I don't feel anything at all Think I'm movin' on Know you'll be...

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Peppermint Dreams and Lavender Nightmares

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Sometimes, despite your best efforts, things don't work out.  Betamax, for example.  Or New Coke.  The Ford Pinto.  Windows 8.

In our little corner of the world, we have Energize.  This is a peppy little scent, blended from peppermint, eucalyptus and lemongrass essential oils.  It was launched in 2014, and then it sat on the shelves, gathering dust.  People loved it when we shoved it under their noses, but otherwise it was ignored. 

Sadness.

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In Case You Were Wondering: Caviar Facials

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Just in case you missed this article, Forbes has done a round-up of spa locations worldwide that specialize in facials for the woman who has - well, everything.  These top-shelf facials feature a true indulgence:  caviar.

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I Almost Gave Up

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So, yesterday I almost gave up.  I was making a batch of Into the Woods soap, and I was tired.  Really tired.  My new version of that soap (due out August 1st) has five different colors, and once I'd finished, my workshop looked like it had exploded.  And now I had to clean.  Ugh.  And there were so many other things to do that I'd fallen behind on.  (Did you notice I made it two days on my 30 day blog challenge?  Yeah.)

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My Favorite Thing

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It's tough to find time to be alone.  We're running around most of the time, just trying to keep up.  From board meetings to PTA meetings and every minute in between, we're being pulled in different directions.  I've been there.  I *am* there.  Eventually I started to recognize the fact that my only Alone Time was when I locked the bathroom door, ran a hot bubble bath, and slipped into the tub.

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