Thursday, September 8, 2011

Outdoorsy. Or not.

If you know me, you know that I am not outdoorsy.

I do not camp. I would rather get teeth pulled than go hiking. And I even have this weird aversion to walking outside without shoes on. {I do this weird tiptoe thing.}

So, last night before bed when my hands were so dry they felt like the Sahara Desert, the last thing I thought would work would be a product called "Outdoor Hands," which my Grammy put in Brandon's stocking last Christmas.


You see, we have two bathrooms in our apartment: Brandon's is in the room we sleep in, and mine is across from the guest room. And at 11 p.m. when I was home alone? I did not feel like trekking across the dark apartment to scrounge around for my Nivea.

So I found this in his medicine cabinet and used it. And my hands were thrilled. Y'all, this stuff made my hands SO soft! {Better than my Nivea!} I mean, granted, it doesn't smell exactly like flowers and sunshine, but it works. So much so that I used it this morning, too!

So if you don't care about scent (I swear it doesn't stink, it just isn't Sun-Ripened Raspberry or something), then buy this stuff. Heck, even buy some for your boyfriend, fiance or husband and say it's for him...and pull a me and use it once.

{Photo via Google}

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