Day One Hundred Thirty-Five: Chicken Poop

My mother, who raised two girls and who has never been a fan of body humor, gave my boys lip balm called Chicken Poop because she thought it would be funny. It made me wonder if it actually was my mom. I was kind of grossed out by the name, but I decided to try the product anyway, which doesn't have any poop in it and is actually full of wonderful things like essential oils, and I really liked it.