Would You Eat 26 Year Old Gum?

 I did.

It was the day before Thanksgiving, and we had our super fun family from Chicago in town.  Free-spirited good times always reign when they show up on our doorstep.  Common sense is often abandoned in the quest to keep the carefree, holiday atmosphere going strong.  So when Greg’s brother, Mark, announced that he bought gum from 1988 at the card store, there was no need to think it through.  I immediately announced, “I am in!”

As I started to chew the gum, it instantaneously dissolved in my mouth.  There was no spitting it out and no getting rid of the nasty toxins that quickly traveled down my throat deep into the pit of my stomach.  It only took about 10 seconds for me to realize that gum, unlike fine wine, does NOT get better with age.  My stomach began to gurgle, and I felt sick.

Luckily, my essential oil drawer was in the kitchen nearby.  I filled my glass with water, put a drop of peppermint in for my indigestion, and added a few drops of lemon to help detox.  A few minutes passed, and I was ready to take on some more stupid fun.  I couldn’t wait to see what we would do next!  

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Surviving the Cold and Flu Season with Essential Oils

I am so thankful that I was able to teach a class at Dr. Bain's office today, and tomorrow I will get to share similar information at Progressive Pediatric Therapy!  We talked about how to survive the cold and flu season with Essential Oils.  Here are the notes for those who missed.  Click on the image to enlarge.

 

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My Oil Obsession Blog Inspiration

The night was finally here.  My heart was pounding every time I even thought about it.  It was finally going to happen.  I had waited almost 30 years for this!  My worlds had collided….what luck!  My autism hero, Jenny McCarthy, had married my teenage heartthrob Donnie Wahlberg from NKOTB, and tonight I was going to meet him!  I wasn’t sure when he would arrive at the party, but my eyes darted in a perfectly planned circular pattern around the room over and over until I was feeling dizzy.

 

Then mid-spin, I saw him across the room.  No, not Donnie, but there stood J. Peterman from Seinfeld.  I knew he had a real name, but that was not important.  I plowed through the crowd toward him and asked the pretty lady he was standing next to if she would take our picture.  “Sure,” she said as she gracefully and kindly took more than a few shots.  It was important that she got my best side. :)

Wonder why J. Peterman looks less than mildly amused?  It wasn’t because he finally figured out that Elaine was Suzie and Suzie was Elaine in one of my favorite episodes.  No.  It was because it was his real life wife that I asked to take our picture.

 

After that meeting, I knew that my oil blog needed to be as silly as a J. Peterman Catalog.

And yes, I did meet Donnie Wahlberg that night.  I did talk to him just long enough to ask him to take one awful, flashless, star struck, amateur selfie with me!

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