Make this one of 1.2 million posts today. My 7 year old was in the room when the news said something about the end of the world tomorrow and asked with genuine concern if it was really the end of the world. Like tomorrow was his last day of life and we’d neglected to tell him. I told him the truth, that there are thousands of people out their predicting a certain day (the end is near!) and they have been wrong for 10,000 years so it’s become somewhat of a joke to most people. Explaining religion to a 7 year old is harder than it might seem on the surface. But he was probably more concerned with missing gymnastics.
I really wish I could make some soap tonight, but I’m waiting for a new scale to arrive and for some cruel reason it won’t come until Monday night. Doesn’t UPS know I really want to make a batch NOW? Monday seems so impossibly far away. Plus the new order brings new scents. Oh my! How to choose? I ordered the popular Santa’s Pipe. I know that seems crazy for the summer but this scent really changed the way I soaped. The first day I had it, it made me almost gag. I put it in the garage and even my husband complained about the smell. But I had spent money and had to follow through so I made a batch. The smell was awful! Then I learned a valuable soaping lesson. The scent mellowed. It deepened and became more complex. It lost it’s overpowering notes and became sophisticated and nuanced. By the time I gave it away it got rave reviews. It’s been almost 18 months since my last batch and people are still asking for it again. It’s not a Christmas scent at all, which is why I ordered it in May. But it is chock full of nostalgia and warm memories. I can’t wait to soap it again!
