The Perfect Man

How would you describe your perfect man?  I bet he'd have the soul of a romantic poet, like this guy. 

Robert Browning. That beard's a riot!

And the suave debonair manner of this guy (who's still handsome as sin!).

Sean Connery, like he needs a caption.

Since I like my men brilliantly smart, he'd have to have brains to match this fella.

Albert Einstein play electric guitar. Great pic!

And because I'm still relatively young, alive and have my eyesight, a body like this certainly wouldn't hurt at all.

Shemar Moore.
Really, I watch Criminal Minds for the story lines.

Who doesn't love a guy who can make you laugh and laugh with you?  So, my perfect man should make me laugh as much as this guy can.

Robin Williams.
Best.  Comedian.  Ever.

And finally, I'd top him off with smoldering dark sensuality, the kind that comes with just a bit of danger.

Johnny Depp.  Part of the reason my ideal man
tends to have dark hair and dark eyes.

Now, what if the essence of the combination of these men could come in a bar of soap?  I'm talking a luscious goat milk soap with a masculine scent that makes you want to get as close as you possibly can.  Doesn't it sound amazing?

Stay tuned...

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Spring Home Improvement

This time of year is a time to clean and freshen up the home, and I love doing it as much as everyone.  I have a whole slew of projects lined up, and we took the long Easter weekend to work together as a family to get things done.  We're very excited about getting a new (to us) stand-up freezer, which necessitated my husband getting out in the garage and doing some major cleaning up and cleaning out.  How exciting that was!  I found some of my favorite stuffed animals, like this little fella.

Roadkill, the studly armadillo
(complete with CZ stud in his ear)

I found the gorgeous orange, green and yellow floral silk scarf that my parents gave me for my birthday four years ago.  I had given it up for totally lost, thinking it'd been thrown away in our move almost 4 years ago.  I was saddened by the prospect, because it's a beautiful scarf, and I'd wanted it to wear with this one white linen dress I have.

While Peter was kicking box-butt in the garage (more boxes emptied and crushed!!!  Woohoo!!!), I was in the dinette working on a long-anticipated project.  Our dinette is... utilitarian.  The vertical blinds are original to the house, I'd swear it, and a few of the slats are missing.  Eventually, those are coming down and a curtain and box valence are going up - hopefully before the Summer heat arrives.

Our dinette set was part of the package deal the hubster got with my cat and me.  I bought it in 1995, used, right before moving into my first apartment.  It's a lovely square, solid ash table with pull-out leaves, and the top has a laminate inset.  The chairs are also solid ash, and they came with nice, neutral, light tan seat cushions that had started looking quite the worse for wear after 17 years of life, cats, people and young children.  I'd decided to recover those chairs in a stripe print to coordinate with the tropical flower/flip flop/cocktail material I'd chosen for my curtains.

This became a major family project.  Peter unscrewed the seats from the chairs.  He and our older daughter pulled the seemingly millions of staples out of the existing upholstery, and I measured, marked and cut out the new upholstery.  While I had the cushions off, I decided it would be a great opportunity to take some Murphy's Oil Soap to the wood.  Oh my gosh!  Once the seventeen years of accumulated grime came off, the wood gleamed warmly and looked so pretty!  Then I saw the newly cleaned chairs next to the table.  Suffice it to say, I spent about an hour Saturday giving every inch of my table the same thorough cleaning.  On Sunday morning, I would just stop and admire how the morning sun came in through the back door, warming the clean, glowing wood, now completely clean.

The girls and I returned home from our Easter trip to my parents' home today, and my newly refurbished and clean dinette set greeted us with its vibrant, cheery appearance.  And now...  The before and after pics!

One of the advantages to this new material is its stain-resistance

To say I'm pleased is an understatement.  I'll be thrilled when this room is completely finished!

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Not in my grand plan

English: Group photo in front of Clark University Sigmund Freud, G. Stanley Hall, Carl Jung; Back row: Abraham A. Brill, Ernest Jones, Sándor Ferenczi. Photo taken for Clark University in Worcester, Massachusetts publication. Česky: Foto z Clarkovy univerzity roku 1909. Dole (zleva) Sigmund Freud, G. Stanley Hall, Carl Jung, nahoře (zleva) Abraham A. Brill, Ernest Jones, Sándor Ferenczi (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I'll admit, I never set out to own my own bath and body business.  After receiving Cs in both high school and college chemistry, I never dreamed my entire life would revolve around chemical reactions and processes.

When I was in junior high school, I wanted to be either a lawyer (I'm very logical and love to argue, er, debate) or an architect (math isn't my best subject), and certain aptitude tests determined I'd do well with either profession.  Then in high school, I encountered the likes of Carl Jung, Abraham Maslow and B.F. Skinner, and a future Psychology major was born.

Long story short, I went on and got my B.S. in Psychology, followed by an M.A. in Counseling, and while I was trying to back-door my way into my counseling training, God called me to be a chaplain.  I went from someone who'd studiously avoided crisis counseling and crisis work to doing it all the time and loving every second of it!  I worked with families of all ages, nationalities, backgrounds and faiths.  I calmed the anxious, said prayers for successful surgeries and comforted the grieving.  Every "identified patient," which could include actual patients, family members or hospital staff members, was precious to me as a created child of God.  I trekked fifteen minutes across the hospital at 5:00 in the morning for a death call.  I answered many summons to the Emergency Department at 3:40 in the morning when a gunshot victim came in.  There were papers upon papers to write, encounters on which to reflect and at one point, the supervisor from... well, you know where.

This week, I was grateful for every single moment of that experience, because those experiences helped me navigate a major crisis in our family.  My cat died Monday.  She was almost 17 years old and she'd been in my heart since she was three days old.  She lived a long, well-loved, very pampered life.  It's been hard.  My little girls are having their own hard times dealing with it.  In the midst of this, God has been there.  One question we had to answer in our weekly reflections was, "Who was God for you this week?"  This week, my friend Bobby was God to me as he listened to me talk and cry and blubber for hours a day.  Through him, the Spirit was able to work in me, lending me her strength and enabling me to be present to my husband and girls.  Our neighbor Shayna was God for my older daughter.  Shayna had worked last Summer at our vet's office and had helped care for Octavia there; she'd also cat-sat for us over Christmas.  Shayna provided Mary with a space for her own grief without her having to share the "grief space" with anyone else.

Business came to a screeching halt while we said our good-byes, mourned and began the healing process.  But life does go on for the living, both four-legged and two-legged, and we're back to business as usual.

As you go through the next week, I encourage you to keep your eyes open to who may be God (as you understand God to be) for you.

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Safe, All Natural, Skin Safe AND Chemical-free? Not Happenin'!

Anise soap (Photo credit: Sara's Soaps)

I love getting questions from customers, because it gives me the opportunity to educate the customer in some way.  I received this question from a customer over the weekend:

When you say that the product is one hundred percent natural, does that mean that it has no dye, chemicals or harmful ingredients and is safe for your skin?

This was a great question, but by no means easy to answer with a simple "yes" or "no."  Here's what I told her:

As far as skin-safe...  All of my products are skin-safe.  Not all of them are 100% natural, but I'll identify those which are and are not so it's hopefully clear to my customers.  My goal is to go all natural whenever possible and as gentle as possible.  I strive to make products that suit all skin types and preferences.  We here use my products on a regular basis, including my two children, so whatever I make must suit their skin first.

One hundred percent natural can have colorants, but I don't use dyes in these soaps.  Sometimes I don't use any colorants at all, though the essential oils may impart a tint to the finished soap.

If you consider an ingredient harmful if, in its raw form, it can cause harm, then, yes, my soaps contain a harmful ingredient.  One of the three main components in soap is sodium hydroxide (lye), which is a very strong caustic agent and extremely harmful in raw form.  However, it is what reacts to the oils in soapmaking, working with the oils to create soap.  I formulate my soaps to have leftover fats (the term is "superfatting" or "lye reduction").  This means that I alter the oil/lye ratio so that the lye cannot possibly saponify (make into soap) all the oils.  This makes soap more moisturizing.  I also like using milks in some of my soaps, especially goat milk and coconut milk, which also makes the finished soap more skin nourishing.  Finished soap contains saponified oils with no active lye.

The dictionary defines "chemical" as "a substance obtained by a chemical process or producing a chemical effect."  Going by that definition, all my ingredients and products are chemicals.  Lye dissolves in water, then the lye mixture reacts with the oils in all sorts of cool ways.  The raw soap changes color, opacity and viscosity.  Then as the saponification really gets underway, the raw soap gets very hot through an exothermic (literally, heat sending) reaction.  The end result is soap and glycerin.  Essential oils are often the result of chemical processes.  Soapmaking and cosmetic manufacturing is pretty much all about chemical reactions.  In some products, I use manmade chemicals, such as preservatives (vital in water-based cosmetics) and fragrance oils, which are a blend of essential oils and synthetic components.  Occasionally, I'll use other manmade ingredients in certain products, but not without a specific purpose.  If there is a natural alternative or if the ingredient in question won't add anything significant to the end product, then I'd just as soon leave it out.

Got a question?  Feel free to shoot me an email or post it in the comments.