Note: This is not a 'how-to', just the story of my adventure. And oh what an adventure it was...
In an attempt to be frugal and prolong staying at home with my first born, I decided to make my own laundry soap. I got a recipe from my sister who had recently made some and off to the store I went with my list in hand.
I slaved over my cheese grater, shaving bar after bar of soap, and mixed up an enormous batch of powdered detergent.
So excited to try it out, I dumped a scoop in the washer with my clothes and let it do it's thing. When the wash stopped I switched the clothes over and as I did I could hear the little bits of soap hit the floor. FAIL. It didn't break down at all in the wash! I tend to wash most everything in cold water, as it's cost effective so I figured that was the issue. I washed the next load in warm water, hoping it would be better, but it was only slightly so. I grabbed my trusty store bought soap and commenced laundering as usual.
My lovely jar of soap sat perched on the shelf above the washer (for a the better part of a year), only being used when we would run out of detergent. Finally I decided I could not let all this soap go to waste and I made myself use it. The only way I could was to place a scoop of it in a jar, fill it with hot water and run around the house like a crazy person shaking it until it had somewhat dissolved, and then add it to the wash.
I had thought about trying to make it into liquid soap but hadn't tried. Then I stumbled upon this idea on pintrest. Whipped soap?! Genius! How easy would this break down in the wash?! I glanced at the ingredients and the how to and figured I'd give it a go. I couldn't find the original recipe I used, but I remembered the fels naptha soap, washing soda, and borax (which were the same as in the new recipe) so I went to work sifting the soap shavings out of the rest of the powder. (SUCH A PAIN! But I didn't want to waste all these ingredients!)
After hours of prepping and fussing children to get my kitchen kid-free and ready, I began to melt the soap. Hello progress! I mixed the first batch (I had to do three because I made soap for a year the first time. Hindsight, I probably should have started small and decided if I even liked it!) and poured it into my jars. (Something to keep in mind: heat your jars in hot water before you try to fill them with your hot soap!) Three batches and an eternity later, my jars sat cooling on the counter.
I cleaned up the first mess and allowed the jars to cool as directed. Once they were cooled I got out the trusty blender. (The best thing I learned from the whipped soap post was a mason jar fits onto the blender. This is going to come in so handy sometime!) I whipped the soap as directed but my jars still weren't full so I decided to combine them. I tightened the lids on, cleaned up the mess and sent out the all important picture message to my sister showing off my hard work.
Later that night, after the babies were in bed and my husband and I had just finished eating dinner, I decided to show off my days labor. As I went to pick up a jar my husband noted that the lid was bulging. As I went to pick it up there was a loud "POP" followed by soap flying everywhere. I was on the floor, laughing so hard tears were streaming down my face. It scared me so much I was doing the nervous laughter thing that he never seems to know how to handle.
Being the good husband that he is, we went jar by jar releasing the lids and scooping out some of the soap, leaving the 1 1/2" space at the top that was initially there. Then clean up began, and oh what a mess there was. I would wipe the counter clean and go rinse the wash cloth in the sink only to turn around and see the counter top a chalky white again. Once everything was fianlly free of soap I neatly lined my jars up along the counter and labeled each jar. Success.
The next morning I fixed breakfast and sat down to eat. As I did I noticed there was one of the jars that appeared to be leaking down the side. I went to pick it up and look at it and as I touched it, the lid shot off and the entire kitchen wall was covered in soap. As I began to look at the jars many of the lids were bugling. REALLY?? Once again I started the process of releasing each lid and scooping out the soap, this time leaving 2 1/2" space at the top. Once again I cleaned and re cleaned the kitchen.
Determined to figure out why this was happening I googled the issue. Surprisingly nothing came up. (Further proof that people are merely pinning and not trying things...geez people, where were you on this one?) The only thing even mentioned was that if you added oxy clean it could happen. I know I didn't use oxy clean, but what did I use? I looked again for the original recipe to no avail. I did find this one which was similar. Then I remembered.... I put baking soda in it. Oops! So now I'm left with exploding laundry soap. An entire years worth. Stored in jars in a tightly sealed Rubbermaid tote. Hope it cleans well!
If I ever do have to make this again I'm defiantly going with the Whipped Laundry Soap recipe. I love that it's super concentrated so it can take up little space and it's very cost effective! Plus, apparently if I make it correctly and don't just wing it, it won't explode!
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
Hallway Play House
We live in a rather small house so when it comes to places to play and for toys our options are limited. Most of the girls toys are in the laundry room which is also the pantry. It make things interesting. (I find many random items stashed away with the canned goods.)
I knew the girls would love a play house and I spent many hours drooling over some pretty amazing ones courtesy of pintrest, but none would be affordable/practical/fit anywhere inside or outside of our home. I started to think of ideas that would be more tent-like that ended up paring down to this:
A hallway play house. An easily put up and taken down, single panel curtain, held in place with tension rods. When put in place, it closes off the laundry room and transforms it into a playhouse.
We surprised the girls with it on Christmas and they love it!
I knew the girls would love a play house and I spent many hours drooling over some pretty amazing ones courtesy of pintrest, but none would be affordable/practical/fit anywhere inside or outside of our home. I started to think of ideas that would be more tent-like that ended up paring down to this:
A hallway play house. An easily put up and taken down, single panel curtain, held in place with tension rods. When put in place, it closes off the laundry room and transforms it into a playhouse.
We surprised the girls with it on Christmas and they love it!
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Birthday Week 2013
Today officially ended birthday week 2013.
As I'm getting older I figure the only way to make tacking on another year acceptable is to have a week long celebration. I don't celebrate half birthdays (ahem...Tracey) and I won't continue to turn 29 from every birthday from now until I'm 40, unlike my mother (seriously, do you know how hard it got to remember how old she was really turning?!) I will however use my birthday week as an excuse to spend time with my family and friends, eat good food, and do fun things!
I knew it would be sad to see it end, no longer can I use the excuse "It's still your turn to change the diaper because it's my birthday week." (My husband plays along so nicely with my silly antics.)
A successful birthday week it was, though! I'm pretty sure I packed on a few pounds due to excessive eating. (I think I may have eaten something chocolate every day along the way.) I got to celebrate with some of my favorite people and I happened to rake in some pretty sweet gifts too.
I found these amazing books at a local antique mall. (Happy birthday to me!)
And I plan on making this amazing swim suit with the pattern, circa 1947.
My husband got me this box I was swooning over at Hobby Lobby to put all my buttons in.
My mother-in-law surprised me with this mirror that I saw and fell in love with (also from the antique mall.) I want to paint it but I'm not sure what color. I need my farm house already so I can pick out a color pallet!
And today I got to rummage through my aunt's old things and bring home these treasures that used to belong to my grandmother.
A quilt she had made.
Vintage Vera Neumann napkins.
And this Cranberry Delaware Early American Patterned Glass berry serving set. I kind of love it!
I think I may have gotten spoiled!
As I'm getting older I figure the only way to make tacking on another year acceptable is to have a week long celebration. I don't celebrate half birthdays (ahem...Tracey) and I won't continue to turn 29 from every birthday from now until I'm 40, unlike my mother (seriously, do you know how hard it got to remember how old she was really turning?!) I will however use my birthday week as an excuse to spend time with my family and friends, eat good food, and do fun things!
I knew it would be sad to see it end, no longer can I use the excuse "It's still your turn to change the diaper because it's my birthday week." (My husband plays along so nicely with my silly antics.)
A successful birthday week it was, though! I'm pretty sure I packed on a few pounds due to excessive eating. (I think I may have eaten something chocolate every day along the way.) I got to celebrate with some of my favorite people and I happened to rake in some pretty sweet gifts too.
I found these amazing books at a local antique mall. (Happy birthday to me!)
And I plan on making this amazing swim suit with the pattern, circa 1947.
My husband got me this box I was swooning over at Hobby Lobby to put all my buttons in.
My mother-in-law surprised me with this mirror that I saw and fell in love with (also from the antique mall.) I want to paint it but I'm not sure what color. I need my farm house already so I can pick out a color pallet!
And today I got to rummage through my aunt's old things and bring home these treasures that used to belong to my grandmother.
A quilt she had made.
Vintage Vera Neumann napkins.
And this Cranberry Delaware Early American Patterned Glass berry serving set. I kind of love it!
I think I may have gotten spoiled!
Thursday, January 24, 2013
One is the Magic Number
Some may say that one is the loneliest number, I am convinced it is a magic number. It seems so anyway. Marinn has always been a lot little needier than her big sister ever was. It made for quite a first year with her in our lives. However, since turning one Marinn has become a much more independent child.
It's magical.
I feel as though she was visited by a fairy godmother who waved her wand and dusted some magical thing over her.
I can wear pants without a belt because there are no little hands tearing them off because I am no longer dragging her behind me as I do each task. There are no snot marks on my knees, as I am no longer the human Kleenex. There are no late night screams beckoning me into the the girls' room late at night. There are no sad faces smashed against the glass of the front door if I take the trash to the curb.
It only took a year, but I have gotten a full nights sleep for weeks straight!
It's so exciting, I don't really know what to do with myself.
I have had time to clean my house, play with the girls, fold laundry (not just pile in back into a laundry basket) AND do something leisurely like read or sew. I even took a bath the other night and it wasn't just to hide from screaming children refusing to go to bed.
Clearly this is going to be a good year. Much needed after the "fun" of last year. I feel so accomplished when I realize we all survived, no worse for the wear.
It's magical.
I feel as though she was visited by a fairy godmother who waved her wand and dusted some magical thing over her.
I can wear pants without a belt because there are no little hands tearing them off because I am no longer dragging her behind me as I do each task. There are no snot marks on my knees, as I am no longer the human Kleenex. There are no late night screams beckoning me into the the girls' room late at night. There are no sad faces smashed against the glass of the front door if I take the trash to the curb.
It only took a year, but I have gotten a full nights sleep for weeks straight!
It's so exciting, I don't really know what to do with myself.
I have had time to clean my house, play with the girls, fold laundry (not just pile in back into a laundry basket) AND do something leisurely like read or sew. I even took a bath the other night and it wasn't just to hide from screaming children refusing to go to bed.
Clearly this is going to be a good year. Much needed after the "fun" of last year. I feel so accomplished when I realize we all survived, no worse for the wear.
Look! They're playing together with no adults having to be in there with them!!
Friday, January 11, 2013
Playground Etiquette
We had an unseasonably warm day today so I decided to venture out with the girl in tow to do a little shopping. On the way home I looked in the back seat and saw I had two sleeping babies. As exciting as that was, I cannot under any circumstances allow Amelia to nap or I will have to endure the 3 hour bedtime battle from hell. I got the crazy notion that if I took them to the park and let them run around for a bit it would undo the brief napping so off to the park we went.
I love having the playground to ourselves, but we weren't so lucky today. I dread seeing other kids and their parents because I feel as though people lack basic etiquette. Most trips to the park reinforce this feeling. Today was no different.
Amelia barreled out of the car and made a bee line for the swings. I carried Marinn and place her in the swing (the one the only other kid on the playground had just exited) and picked Amelia up and put her in the other. Oh the giggles that come from my girls when they swing...
Next on the agenda was a game of tag with the 'new friend' Amelia made. I ran and played with them while Marinn sat content in the swing.
Onto the slides we went. Up the stairs, down the slide. Again and again. Little kid heaven. All the while Marinn was swinging.
Then the parent of the child on the playground decided to stand a little to close to my kid in the swing so I decided to get her to join us. As I lifted her out of the swing (much to her protest) my hand felt something cold. She was wet. Really wet. Weird because although the ground was soggy the playground was dry. As I held this wet baby on my hip I looked up to see the 'new friend' being hoisted onto a swing-with pee soaked pants.
No! It couldn't be! Surely it mist have been her own diaper leaking! Quick check and... nope, bone dry. Resisting to urge to toss the pee soaked baby to the ground I rounded up Amelia and headed for the car. No amount of hand sanitizer will make that go away. My kids cried when I made them leave the park to take a bath.
I feel as though it should go without saying, but since it doesn't I think I'll petition the city for a sign listing park etiquette. Top of the list will be:
If your child urinates or defecates on playground clean it up. (Or at least say something when a mother with their hands full goes to sit their child in it!)
I love having the playground to ourselves, but we weren't so lucky today. I dread seeing other kids and their parents because I feel as though people lack basic etiquette. Most trips to the park reinforce this feeling. Today was no different.
Amelia barreled out of the car and made a bee line for the swings. I carried Marinn and place her in the swing (the one the only other kid on the playground had just exited) and picked Amelia up and put her in the other. Oh the giggles that come from my girls when they swing...
Next on the agenda was a game of tag with the 'new friend' Amelia made. I ran and played with them while Marinn sat content in the swing.
Onto the slides we went. Up the stairs, down the slide. Again and again. Little kid heaven. All the while Marinn was swinging.
Then the parent of the child on the playground decided to stand a little to close to my kid in the swing so I decided to get her to join us. As I lifted her out of the swing (much to her protest) my hand felt something cold. She was wet. Really wet. Weird because although the ground was soggy the playground was dry. As I held this wet baby on my hip I looked up to see the 'new friend' being hoisted onto a swing-with pee soaked pants.
No! It couldn't be! Surely it mist have been her own diaper leaking! Quick check and... nope, bone dry. Resisting to urge to toss the pee soaked baby to the ground I rounded up Amelia and headed for the car. No amount of hand sanitizer will make that go away. My kids cried when I made them leave the park to take a bath.
I feel as though it should go without saying, but since it doesn't I think I'll petition the city for a sign listing park etiquette. Top of the list will be:
If your child urinates or defecates on playground clean it up. (Or at least say something when a mother with their hands full goes to sit their child in it!)
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Big Sister Blues
Amelia: I need jammies on.
Me: What about a bath?
Amelia: I don't want a bath, I just want to go to bed.
Me: You don't want a bath?!
Amelia: No, Marinn poops in it every time.
After cleaning up a mess the past two nights, I can't say that I blame the kid. Marinn, what are we going to do with you? So sad to think this sweet little face may have forever ruined baths for big sister.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
A Very Merry Homemade Christmas:Sew With Me
As soon as Amelia was big enough to talk, if I was sitting at my sewing machine I would hear, "I sew with you?"
Much like anything else I do, she wanted to be a part of it. Not willing to risk little fingers getting poked or pinched I would hand her scraps of fabric to occupy her. As she's getting older she's not as easily entertained by mere fabric. She watches closely as I work on projects and mimics what I'm doing. When I saw her get a baby spoon out of the drawer to use as her needle I knew I needed to come up with something better for her.
This project was inspired by something I remember doing in grade school, sewing with laminated paper and yarn. I wanted something sturdier than paper so I opted for a piece of hardwood. Together with some yarn and yarn needles Amelia now has her own 'sewing kit.'
For this project you will need:
Saw
Drill
Sandpaper
Paint
Small detail paint brush
Spray laquer
Krazy glue
5 1/2" x 36" piece of hard wood
4 Wooden spools 1 3/16" x 5/16"
4 yarn pieces cut to 50"
4 Yarn needles
Optional: cute painted box with fabric modge podged into the top
Start by cutting the wood into four equal parts and sand the raw edgeds until smooth. Next draw your design onto a piece of paper and mark where your holes will be (I spaced mine 1" apart). Each piece of wood will need its own template.I did simple shapes for these using Micrsoft word.
Tape one template to a piece wood and using a drill with a size drill bit, drill holes through paper and completely through the wood. Remove paper and sand any rough areas that may be around holes. Repeat with remaining pieces.
Using acrylic paint and a small paint brush number the holes as if it were a dot-to-dot puzzle, lable the shape and allow to dry completely.
Once dry, spray with a coat of laquer and allow to set the reccomended amount of time.
Next take a spool and use krazy glue to glue one end of one piece of yarn to the spool. Hold in place until set and allow to dry completely. On the other end of the yarn lace one yarn needle on, leaving a 1" tail. Using the glue again glue the tail back to the yarn, securing the needle onto the yarn. Once the gule is completely dry, wind the yarn around the spool and secure into place by tucking the needle into the yarn. Repeat with remianing spools.
This project was inspired by something I remember doing in grade school, sewing with laminated paper and yarn. I wanted something sturdier than paper so I opted for a piece of hardwood. Together with some yarn and yarn needles Amelia now has her own 'sewing kit.'
For this project you will need:
Saw
Drill
Sandpaper
Paint
Small detail paint brush
Spray laquer
Krazy glue
5 1/2" x 36" piece of hard wood
4 Wooden spools 1 3/16" x 5/16"
4 yarn pieces cut to 50"
4 Yarn needles
Optional: cute painted box with fabric modge podged into the top
Start by cutting the wood into four equal parts and sand the raw edgeds until smooth. Next draw your design onto a piece of paper and mark where your holes will be (I spaced mine 1" apart). Each piece of wood will need its own template.I did simple shapes for these using Micrsoft word.
Tape one template to a piece wood and using a drill with a size drill bit, drill holes through paper and completely through the wood. Remove paper and sand any rough areas that may be around holes. Repeat with remaining pieces.
Using acrylic paint and a small paint brush number the holes as if it were a dot-to-dot puzzle, lable the shape and allow to dry completely.
Once dry, spray with a coat of laquer and allow to set the reccomended amount of time.
Next take a spool and use krazy glue to glue one end of one piece of yarn to the spool. Hold in place until set and allow to dry completely. On the other end of the yarn lace one yarn needle on, leaving a 1" tail. Using the glue again glue the tail back to the yarn, securing the needle onto the yarn. Once the gule is completely dry, wind the yarn around the spool and secure into place by tucking the needle into the yarn. Repeat with remianing spools.
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