A little sight seeing

Driving around Detroit, we found the Motown museum.

We saw a beautiful Church in Ohio.  Attending a wedding in an old church with no A/C on the first 90 degree day, it was a wee bit hot.  The Priest was really cute, he cut the service short stating the bride and groom would be just as married if he spoke for 20 minutes or 60.  I adore clergy with a sense of humor.  

We enjoyed a bit of Americana at the War Memorial in Findlay, OH.  I adore small towns with a sense of honor and history.

Lest We Forget.  Three haunting words in the midst of the flags, the names of the fallen who gave the ultimate sacrifice, and the tribute from their grateful neighbors and friends.

Finishing up the day with a local brew.  Some of the names made me smile.  I’m glad they make an IPA for a Rough Day.  But I went with the Fathead’s Sunshine Day Dream.
Have you seen anything good in this Lovely Month of June?

A Nerd is Born

Our last 3 frames of honey this season have been squeezed, and the wax has been rendered.

So what do I do with all that wax?

Lotion anyone?  Solid massage bar anyone?

I got on You Tube and Pinterest.  I watched videos, read recipes.

I had some silicon chocolate molds, and cupcake trays.

And here is batch number 2.

The heart is a skin- tightening, coffee, mocha heart.  It has Beeswax, honey, Shea butter, sweet almond oil, coffee, cocoa powder, and a splash of vitamin E.  It is designed to be used pre-shower, so you can rinse off the caffeine and cocoa powder.  You could eat it, if you didn’t mind the fresh ground coffee beans. 

The Dragon Fly is a Lemon-Rosemary lotion bar with Beeswax, Shea butter, sweet almond oil, Lemon essential oil and Rosemary leaves and flowers.  It is also designed for use pre-shower.

The wax and oils melt with the heat of the skin.  It is an indulgence for relaxation and enjoyment.

They are being testing next week by my focus group (Guinea pig, God Bless them) friends who put up with my shenanigans, and indulge me as I learn.

If someone had told me 2 years ago that I wouldn’t be traveling, employed, or in the mortgage industry anymore….I would have told them they were stupid. 

Now I’m using my good LeCruset to make lotion bars.  I’m considering an etsy shop.  I’m seriously looking to market what I have learned in the last 12 months.  If this just keeps my fingers busy and makes my friends and me happy….I think it would be good.  Who knows.

Silly Sunday

I’m not sure if it’s all the heat, the sweat, the physical labor, or lack of sleep….but this made me giggle.

The Sun Shines out my Bum.

Ha ha ha.

The pursuit of Happiness

Ok my lovelies..

Before I leave to tend the bees, and ignore my blog for a few days while I sweat and toil.

Let me leave you with this little scene.  Christopher Plummer in Hector and the Search for Happiness.

He asks a profound question:  When were you at your happiest?  When was that moment in your life that you can recall with complete joy?

I flashed back to an early spring day in Northern Ohio.  It was cold, but sunny.  I was 6 maybe 7. (1970-71) I wanted to run.  There was some spotty little snow patches on the ground, and crocus coming up in places.  I ran like a little lamb.  I imagined myself a little lamb frolicking about.  Kicking the snow, smelling the flowers, leaping about.  I had a lavender sweater, and a pretty yellow dress on.  My best Sunday shoes.  (for those of you who were born before 1964, you remember your good Sunday school shoes.)  I opened up my arms and twirled and twirled about…..

Until my mom got mad, and dragged me off for a spanking for ruining my shoes.  At that age, who could wear shoes for more than a couple months before your feet grew out of them….logic and practicality…not my mom’s strong suits. May she rest in peace.

Nothing though, could remove the joy of that memory of the sun, the snow, the flowers, the pretty dress and shoes, and being able to just run and enjoy that beautiful day.

I’m grateful for good memories, good movies, and good thoughts.