Blistex. My husband would say that I am addicted to Blistex. I am. I admit it. I have tubes of Blistex everywhere: in the car, at my treadmill, in jacket pockets, in the bathroom, by my bed, in my purse. I have gone back to my car to have Blistex in my pocket at a movie, and I have sent Chris back to the car to retrieve some for me. I am thankful to who ever it was that invented lip balm.
