Tuesday, February 26, 2013

My Soap Box

Clean. Green. Natural. Over the last two years I have gradually moved away from store-bought, mass-produced, full-of-chemicals-with-names-I-can-barely-pronounce personal care products and towards purer ones. The more I have learned about how chemicals in the products I put on my body contribute to or detract from my health, the more inspired I have been to find a better way to care for myself.

It has been a gradual process, a journey - one that continues. At first I researched the Web to find commercially available products that are "clean." The Environmental Working Group's Skin Deep(R) Cosmetics Database is a seemingly bottomless source of such information, but the products I wanted were hard to find and often expensive. So I began making my own, if and when I could find a good recipe and instructions for the products.

My fiance was first to be inspired to make soap. After much research, he decided to use hot process soapmaking with a recipe that measured the ingredients in standard U.S. units of cups because we did not have a metric kitchen scale. I contributed additives at the end, and the soap turned out great! We tweaked the recipe for the second batch, and it was also good, but I was not satisfied - I wanted a soap that really cared for my skin.

Two days ago I set out to make our next batch of soap, all by myself. We added a cup of honey to the last batch that left a slightly sticky residue on my skin, so I wanted to add less honey this time. I also wanted to experiment with the oils used to make the soap, and other additives instead of honey, in hopes of hitting upon a soap formula that would soften and moisturize my skin.

I was still torn between honey or no honey when I started the first batch. I had come across information after our first batch of soap that said, more than 30% coconut oil in the recipe can create a drying bar of soap - we had used 1/3rd coconut oil in that first batch. So, without further ado, here is the recipe I used for my first batch:

1 3/4 cups coconut oil
1 3/4 cups olive oil
1 cup lard
1/2 cup sweet almond oil
1/2 cup sunflower oil
1/2 cup avocado oil

2 1/4 cups distilled water
3/4 cup lye

IMPORTANT NOTE: Working with lye is dangerous! If you would like more information about the specifics of making soap, search the Web. Here are two sites that helped me:
http://www.zensoaps.com/hpsoap.htm
http://voices.yahoo.com/how-soap-scratch-647715.html?cat=6

The coconut and olive oils are not virgin or special in any other way - we save the "special" versions of those oils for cooking. I selected these oils for the properties they impart to the soap and, hopefully, to the skin.

We use an old crock pot to cook the soap and a cheap stick blender to stir the mixture.


This stage is called trace - you can see the drips on the surface of the mixture. This looks good! The crock pot is on high and this stage was reached five minutes after the lye water was added to the oils. If I was following the cold process soapmaking procedure, I would add my final ingredients now and pour the soap in a mold - but one must let it sit in the mold for a month before cutting it into bars. In hot process, one keeps cooking the mixture until water and unsaponified oils separate from the saponified oils (i.e. soap!) in the mixture, then reintegrate. That was my plan.

About this time, my two young daughters showed up to talk to me. When I turned back around to my soap mere minutes later, it had volcanoed.


Oops. I rescued what I could from the outside of the pot and the cardboard. And learned not to keep the crock pot on high, nor to turn my back on the soap at any point in the process.

I finished processing the soap with fingers crossed. I added 1/4th cup honey, 1 cup ground oatmeal, and 2 tablespoons of melted shea butter to the soap, then poured it into a rectangular box lined with wax paper.


The beauty of hot process soap is that you can cut and use it 1-3 days later - good for eager beavers like me! The soap has a sweet smell of honey. I look forward to using it - my hope is that the oatmeal is mildly exfoliating, and the honey and shea butter are moisturizing.

My fiance suggested that I make another batch immediately, taking advantage of having everything already available and set up. So I did. Perhaps I could avoid the volcano this time!

I had used up my avocado oil in the previous recipe, so I substituted hazelnut oil for it. Otherwise I stayed with the previous recipe. And never turned the crock pot above low heat.


Trace still occurred quickly, thanks to the heat from the lye water. The stick blender overheats quickly, so I had to alternate between the blender and a wooden spoon for stirring. Separation and reintegration took at least another 30 minutes. Perhaps this would take less time if I had a better stick blender - it's a chemistry thing.

This was my opportunity to try no-honey. So I added 1 cup goat milk (reconstituted from powder - found the can on the clearance shelf of my local grocery store), 2 tablespoons melted shea butter, and 2 tablespoons jojoba oil. This, I feel sure, will be one moisturizing and nourishing soap!


A much whiter, creamier soap. Also softer; when I went to cut it the next day, I had to be careful not to dent it with random movements of the knife or my own fingers.

I do not know yet how much this soap will dry and, therefore, shrink over time. I am also a bit concerned about how long it will keep - will the goat milk in it spoil? Time will tell. For now, I am even more eager to try out this soap than I am the honey and oatmeal soap. Either this will be the soap my skin has been waiting for, or it will give me ideas for the next recipe! Regardless, I know the soap I make has no artificial chemicals or fragrances, and there's nothing to not love about that.

Back on the Bull

Looks like a mastodon, doesn't it? It's actually a "Giant Bull." I wonder how long it took for the horns to migrate to the top of their heads.

I've neglected this blog. Obviously. I like to think I was too busy living my life to write about it. It was for my own benefit anyway; I wasn't selling anything or trying to develop a following. Opening it up after so many years, it's nice to see what I wrote, the photographs I took, and think about all that has happened in my life since then.

Time to get back on the horse ... uh, bull. This is rodeo season in Houston, after all!

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Back to Reality


The alarm goes off at 5 am.
Don't forget to set up the coffee pot tonight!
I'll need that coffee to be ready when I wake up.
First day's clothes are ready to go, including steel-toed shoes.
The sitter arrives at 7 am.
30 minute drive.
Due there at 8, better to arrive early for the first day especially.

After today, it all shifts back an hour ... 7-5 Monday through Thursday, 7-4 on alternating Fridays and off the other Fridays.

I'm nervous.

Back to life.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

One of Those Days


I have no idea why I've chosen that photo for this blog post. I just noticed this corner of an existing picture that I took last month, and this part still looked nice to me when I removed everything else. So there it is.

Neither do I have a clear idea what I'm really writing about in this post. It's been one of those unfocused, can't-get-moving days.

I was talking with a friend who suffers from a chronic medical condition that causes varying degrees of pain along her right side from one day to the next. Today is one of the more painful days. I mention this because, truth is, I have no excuses and nothing to complain about. No explanation for today. It just is.

My meditations were good today. The first discussed being set free from uncertainty about what to do or say, and from fear of hurting others or being hurt, through getting close to God and trusting the guidance He provides. Excellent stuff, because I struggle with both the aforementioned uncertainty and fear. My relationship with God is better than ever, but clearly there is room for growth in it.

The second meditation was about the need for discipline. Ouch ... there's another weak spot for me. There are many forms of discipline, and many areas in which to apply it. I don't think I'm weak in all its forms and applications. I do fail to do everything I say I will do, and to do what needs to be done when the activity is not that appealing or there's something else I'd rather do instead. Having said that, I do feel a certain excitement in changing this blind spot in my character. In the end, I feel better when I do better. So feeling good about myself is the carrot that encourages me forward in personal discipline.

The third meditation I read began with this quote from Will Durant (I do not know who that is): "To speak ill of others is a dishonest way of praising ourselves." Guilty there, in relation to my ex-husband and my father. Neither of whom are easy to speak well of. It so happens ... not likely to be a coincidence ... that over the last two days my sister has uncovered, and shared with me, some extremely unflattering information about our father's behavior prior to his stroke three months ago. Sigh. What I learned from this meditation is that it's possible to speak the truth about someone without assassinating their character. I think this is called "detachment." For example, mutual friends frequently ask me about my ex-husband. I can answer their questions truthfully without being ugly or bitter. What they think about him is none of my business, and if I speak critically of him, it is usually myself that I make look bad instead of him.

Well, nothing has yet descended upon my head as clear-cut directions for this day. I think a long, hot, leisurely shower, doing things I don't always have the time to do (baby oil when the shower's over sounds nice right now), is my next order of business. Perhaps this foggy feeling will wash away.

Monday, November 9, 2009

KidPix

I gave Elizabeth (6) and Sarah (5) free reign with my Nikon D40 while I carved a pumpkin on the Tuesday before Halloween. This past weekend I juiced up the Coolpix and let them roam free with it. Here are their photos. So interesting to see life through their eyes!

Look at those eyelashes!
Elizabeth is indeed usually in motion!
The view from our driveway to the Franz Road end of our street, and Hutsell Elementary School.
Dwayne Wuneburger pulling into our driveway to pick up his daughter, Mackenzie.
Mommy walking out to talk to Dwayne.
Lovely shot of the treetops. I am really impressed!
"Jack the Pumpkin King," from Tim Burton's "The Nightmare Before Christmas."
And another shot of Jack.
Sarah took a picture of her toes. I love it!
Beloved Kiki.
Who'd have thought a little Dursban on an ant trail could result in such an interesting picture?
A shot of my Facebook wall on my laptop.
Beautiful shot of Elizabeth.
Cute and cuddly Sarah.

So there it is. I thought it appropriate to begin and end with pictures of the girls, because these are their photos. A brief glimpse through the camera lens into their world.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Pumpkin Postscript

A few photos I wish I had included in the previous post, from our trip to the pumpkin patch. First, the staged photo:

And finally, my favorite. Sarah grazes the pumpkins as she passes by:







Thursday, October 29, 2009

Four Girls, a Cat, a Pumpkin, and a Camera - A Photoessay

And here we go! Two lovely young ladies and a pretty nice pumpkin.
Oooh!
Digging in
Perfect size and shape for toasting.
Philip gave me the idea to let the girls use the camera. A little scary, putting a $500 Nikon D-40 in the hands of 5 and 6 year old girls ... but the battery on the point-and-shoot was drained. Here are a few of their photos, starting with the inside of the pumpkin.
That's Elizabeth, so Sarah (5) must have taken that one.
Kiki will let Elizabeth do anything to her, including take her picture.
Elizabeth caught Kiki where she's not supposed to be ... on top of the microwave.
Those tools in the carving kit are pretty cheap, if you ask me. Think I'll go for pro tools next year.
Big sister Hannah, at the computer as always.
Finally down to the bottom of the design. I'm using a kitchen knife by this time, having bent the blades on the tools.
I took this one of the final result. Whew ... two hours of carving.
Voila! The pumpkin on the left is Hannah's; dunno exactly what that character is, but it's cute!