The Michigan winter and forced air heat is drying and hard on our skin. I started using coconut oil on my skin and recently to condition my hair but always wished it smelled a bit better. I’d been given solid lotion bars as gifts before – solid until they melt against your skin. I’ve always wondered about making my own.
Fast forward to Pinterest where I discovered this “recipe”(courtesy of Thank Your Body). It’s bitterly cold in Michigan so today’s the day. I’d purchased organic beeswax, shea butter, coconut oil and sweet orange essential oil as well as a silicone mold recently. Today, I dug out my trusty double boiler and am ready to roll – or melt.
1. In a double boiler, melt together the beeswax, shea butter, and coconut oil until they become liquid.
2. Turn the heat off and add the olive oil, honey, and essential oil drops. I warmed my honey first – make sure that it’s fully melted into the mix as it is the thickest component.
3. Pour liquified mixture into the molds.
4. Allow to set in a cool place for 7 to 8 hours, or pop in the fridge to speed up the process.
Not feeling 100% confident as to how these will turn out, I cut the recipe in half except I did use the full amount of essential oil. It made 4 bars in the mold shown above, though I didn’t fill the molds to the very top. The orange fragrance is very subtle even though I used the amount for a full – not half recipe. Want a more scented bar? Simply increase the amount of essential oil.
To store these, keep them in little plastic containers in a cool place. When you’re ready to use, rub a bar between your palms to soften with body heat then massage into your skin.
So several weeks back, my stepson presented a Roku to my oldest granddaughter as a birthday gift on her 19th birthday. I quickly took an interest in this as both stepsons are techy guys and I knew they’d give me the low down on what it was and why I should have one. If there was ever a time in my life to discover this – a streaming stick with hundreds, no probably thousands of movies and TV series that I could stream through a dozen or so sources, this was it. Not one to shy away from technology (though admittedly I was among the last of my friends and family to learn to text after I realized it wasn’t just a fad), I hopped on Amazon, got out my $50 gift card (Christmas gift) and ordered via my Amazon Prime – incidentally one of those aforementioned streaming sources that I’ve had access to via Prime but was unable to tap into! Oh joy, oh bliss. Oh crap! I couldn’t get it to install on the final step. The booklet was more of an insert and didn’t talk about error code 011. After trying to search out the answer online or via their LIVE CHAT channel (68th in line) I just called India (I’m impatient). I spoke to a nice gentleman who explained that I needed to have my router set to a special security code and my encryption setting needed to be tweaked as well. “Okay” I thought. So I called Comcast/Xfininty and was connected to Clayton (coincidentally the name of my first love, but I digress). Clayton was friggin’ brilliant and within minutes had changed those settings remotely and viola! I had a working Roku! Now the choices, the choice were…..infinite. What to do, what to watch first?
I started with “Orange is the New Black” and LOVE IT. Spence and I are retired and in the midst of a cold Michigan winter and with our little pal Roku, have so much to watch. Put a fire in the fireplace, pour a glass of wine and snuggle with the cats and hunker down as the snow fall.
I’ll admit, I’ve secretly coveted something my sister has for awhile now. I never let her know how I felt, trying to take the higher road and knowing, someday, I could have it too.
As fate would have it, last week the stars aligned when my 30% off Kohls coupon arrived, coupled with a sale price, $30 in Kohls Cash and free shipping. The universe sent me permission. And so, I did it. I bought an I-Robot Roomba. Now admittedly, convenience was a factor. After all I’m busy blogging now, taking yoga, traveling, meditating, creating gourmet meals for Spence but let’s not gild the lily. I’ve seen the youtube clips of cats, no smarter than my own, riding these Roombas while their owner’s floors were being cleaned. The first time out of it’s docking bay, I was so fascinated that I didn’t have a camera at hand and missed Tipper and the Biscuit’s initial reaction. And no, they didn’t hop on it. But it was hilarious, take my word for it. Today, I decided to unleash it in my kitchen/yoga space/pop-up dance floor (that’s a story for another day) and it did a fine job. The Biscuit was a bit less apprehensive this time out but when I suggested “hey kitten, hop on for a ride”, he shot me a look like “lay off the wine woman” and walked a safe distance away. I decided not to force it. For now…