I have a hobby that I've been forbidden to partake in for eight months now, and it's been driving me absolutely insane! Back at the beginning of October last fall, I had just gotten a huge box from Diana's Sugar Plum Sundries in the mail - and was looking forward to slaving away on my next day off for hours and hours in my kitchen.
Two days later, I found I was pregnant.
I worried about the lye fumes, so I waited until I could ask the doctor. He agreed, and laid down the law - No Soap. *cries*
Last month, I spotted two silicone 'pans' that would make amazing soap molds - for $2 a piece. Can't beat that, I snagged them up. And they've been staring pointedly at me every time I'm in the kitchen - crying to be put to use.
Soooo, last night, I talked Brian into letting me use one - on the sole condition that he handle the lye solution completely to minimize any fume inhalation on my part. He agreed!
And the result? Can I say I still got it?
Though, I found out today that he acquired himself a tiny little lye burn (like a tiny little spot, but still!) - on purpose. This is my boyfriend, and his morbid curiosity. When I asked what the hell he did, even after I told him to be extremely careful - his response?
"I've seen Fight Club..."
Definitely my boyfriend. <3