Herbie

Okay, so before I got married I dated around...I mean, who didn't. Well, I know some people who didn't really date around, but whatever, not the point. Well, one particular boyfriend (a/k/a That Which We Do Not Speak Of) unfortunately left me with something to remind me of him for the rest of my life. I've got your minds racing with possibilities, don't I? A STD...Chlamydia, Gonorrhea, HPV, PID, Syphilis, the list goes on and on. It's nothing like that, thank you very much. It's freaking lip herpes...at least that's what I like to call it. More specifically, Herbie the Lip Herpie. The (insert bad word) freaking gave me cold sores for the rest of my life and the little sucker(s) pop up randomly at least once a year. Well it just so happens that I got one last Thursday right on my lip. My mom has this amazing stuff from Arbonne for cold sores that I have religiously used ever since I discovered its healing powers. By Saturday Herbie was almost gone! However, something happened and the little booger decided to move a little up north to right under my left nostril! So not one, but two Herbies were infecting my face. Curse words running through my head. I mean, obviously it's not enough that my face is already breaking out like a freaking high school kid because I'm pregnant, but let's go ahead and add some cold sores on top of that. It really makes a girl want to cry. Thankfully Arbonne Bio-Nutria Herbal Lip Ointment is saving my life/face/sanity. And if Arbonne needs a spokesperson for the stuff, I'll gladly sign up, for a fee. In conclusion, choose your men wisely...you never know what they could leave you with!

P.S. I'm in Vegas this weekend and amazingly wrote my blog ahead of time. Hope to have some good stories for you next weekend.

Cass