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john's mom might be crazy

sleeping peacefully despite the MASSIVE
quantity of animals in his crib.
and the santa pjs. shush, they still fit.
reasons i might be crazy: #1
i love to take pictures of john when he's sleeping. don't get me wrong - i don't interrupt him in the night to creepily snap stalker pics of my sleeping love. but if he's sleeping late in the morning, and it's about time for him to wake up anyway, i might just surreptitiously mamarazzi my way into his room for a little peek. he's so peaceful and sweet and still, i just can't stand it.

reasons i might be crazy: #2
since i've been unemployed, i've been seeking out all sorts of ways to save money. one of the obvious places to look was at my cosmetics -- if you've known me a while, you know i use an awesome botanically based product line that's amazing for my skin and that i love ... but like most things, you pay for that quality. "so, self," i thought to myself, "maybe there are some other alternatives out there. let's google."

and google i did, and i stumbled upon a most unlikely solution. it's called the oil cleansing method. you can google it too, if you want -- there's lots out there. basically, it boils down to using extra virgin, pure oils to wash your face. that's right, oils. like ... i'm currently using a combination of olive oil, sunflower oil, and pecan oil. and as crazy as it sounds, it seems to be really doing great for my face. i'm a week in, i've not used any moisturizer (!!) since i started, but my skin is not oily and a lot of my "hotspots" seem to be clearing up. crazy? maybe. but super cheap and so far so good. i'll keep you posted as time goes by.

it doesn't stop there, though. apparently i now make my own shampoo. or at least, i partway make it. inspired by a high school friend whose family makes their own laundry detergent, i went down the rabbit hole and found a castille soap based shampoo recipe with essential oils. and my husband and i have been washing our hair with it for a little over a week, too, and you know what? i think i love it. it'll be a little bit of an experiment for a while, getting the right thickness, etc, but it works really well and again, it's cheap.

and then ... then i found a recipe to make your own castille soap. it's based on oils, too, mostly. so i think that might be the next experiment. make my own castille soap, use it as a base for shampoos, body washes, hand soaps ... 

next thing you know i'll be building a bunker in the backyard and designing a rainwater purification system.

ok maybe not. but this is sort of fun, so we'll see where it goes.

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