Diary Entry August 7, 2025

Dear Diary,

Day 5 of camping. My hair smells like campfire, my socks smell like despair, and my heart smells like freedom.

Today’s accomplishments:

🌿 Invented a new soap blend called “Smoky Pine Regret” by accidentally storing cedarwood EO next to the firewood.

🐻 Tried to befriend a raccoon. He took my marshmallow and my lip balm. I’m calling it a collaboration.

🔥 Cooked beans over the fire. Dropped them in the dirt. Ate them anyway. #ProteinAndCrunch

🪵 Built a log “display” for my soaps near the campsite. Sold exactly zero. Gained three curious chipmunks.

🧼 Discovered creek water makes amazing bubbles if you mix it with my shampoo bar. Now the downstream fish smell like grapefruit.

Tonight I’m sleeping under the stars instead of in the tent because “someone” (me) filled it with pinecones as “decor.”

I might be losing touch with reality… but I’ve never smelled better in my life.

Wild, weird, and wonderfully scented,
Melinda 🐒🌲💜