Thursday, July 31, 2008

I love the dictionary.

My word of the day:

egress \EE-gress\, noun:

1. The act of going out or leaving, or the right or freedom to leave; departure.
2. A means of going out or leaving; an exit; an outlet.
3. To go out; to depart; to leave.

See in a couple weeks!

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

New Tricks

happy hooker

So while we are away I wanted to have something to do with my hands... So I am taking up a new fiber art (don't I sound smart!)

Here is my progress as of a couple days ago...

crochet practice

Since then I've learned a few more stitches... Who knows what I will have after a gazillion hours on a plane...

In other news- one more day at work- hip hip hurray!

Monday, July 28, 2008


Ah, doesn't this look nice? Such a happy tiny dog.


Only three more days... three more of work, three more before Nicaragua.... Yay!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

High School Memories...

Last night we went to Artscape and saw Mike Doughty and Rusted Root. Actually, we didn't see much of them, we could hear just fine but since we were sitting on a wall under a tree we could only really see the sound booth and the crowd. The Jeremy and the Crissy came and shared our perfect spot just before rusted Root started.

Two things happened before the show started:
1. It was blazing hot. Like, "I'm sorry, I am going to pass out and die." hot. Dad, you remember coming back into Baltimore from VMD? yeah...
2. A bee flew into me and when I (not being sure what it was) knocked it off the bee left the stinger in my boob. Yep, my boob. To which I said, "Ahhh, ah, ah!" Senor took this as me pointing out a small bug and tried wipe away the stinger. I really almost punched him. Once we had established what was going on he was very helpful. And I had happened to bring a benadryl stick with me (thanks dad!) so today it does not look like I have a third nipple. It was a great way to start things off as I was already a fussy mcfussypants because of the heat...

Luckily we found the wonderful spot on the wall. Mike Doughty sounded just like Mike Doughty. J and I saw him at least ten years ago at Virginia Tech in a tiny ballroom and he played some of the same songs from that set. I love the sound of his voice, like a waterfall- powerful, rough, but the words always pouring forth linked in some magical way.

Rusted Root was fine. The crowd loved them and even the stiffest person moved to the beats they played. I wasn't all that caught up in them until they played this song. I realized then that listening to these two bands play was like walking through the fabric of my high school experience. The good parts I mean...

A turning point...

Flickr just told me I have run out of space unless I buy a real account... hmmm... Let's weigh the options shall we?


Funny enough Picasa had an add up after I published this.... :)

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Monday, July 14, 2008

On Homemade Hygiene

So I mentioned the hair thing. I had seen it a lot while out surfing the interwebs and have thought about it on and off for a while. I don't really know a lot about the bad things in shampoo, just that there are lot's of bad things in most products you buy in the States. I understand if you bought the same thing in the EU the product would have considerably less of the bad stuff because the government in the EU seems to actually act on information that suggests a chemical is bad for you while the US wants proof. So in the US a certain number of people have to die, get cancer, be born with birth defects, etc before they will look into it. Which makes me feel great about the government and all that, let me tell you. On the other hand, if I learn x is bad and I continue to use x, well then maybe that is my own responsibility...
Anyway, I hadn't meant to get on a soap box- it is more about getting off one.
So on the first of July I read this on Angry Chicken's blog. it took me about a minute to say to myself, "Yes."
That is because in addition to the whole hair thing, for the last couple (maybe three) years I have been sweating differently. Earlier this summer it was so bad I threw out all my shirts because the stink would not go away. I went to the dermatologist and asked him what I could do. He gave me something horrible that blocks sweat glands completely. Which I was totally willing to use. (Yes, I stank!) I had tried every deodorant out there and nothing was controlling it.
So I made up a batch of homemade deodorant this weekend. It isn't perfect but it is way better than all the other stuff I was using. I used shea butter, teatree oil, sweet orange oil, baking soda, cornstarch, and a bit of vegetable glycerin.
The no shampoo has been since July 1st and I think it is going well. Right now the baking soda is mixed with a rosemary and lavender tea I cooked up on the stove.
See for youself-
Also, as long as I am divulging all of my personal hygiene secrets I'll tell you I switched to cloth menstrual pads instead of disposable. And weird as it sounds, I think that has made "that time of the month" much more pleasant.
So, are you grossed out yet?


4 tablespoons shea butter
2 tbs cornstarch
2 tbs baking soda
A splash of vegetable glycerin (look at Whole Foods, and just ask the lady, because you will never find it if you don’t know what you are looking for)
Some tea tree and some sweet orange oil

I mostly eyeballed everything so this recipe is my best guess of what I did. I don’t think it is a science. Mine is pretty creamy with just a little grittiness to it.

Required Watching...

Food for thought.

New Things

But no pictures… Which is sad, but maybe I will get to the pictures later.

1) I made a wonderful oilcloth pillow cover for an outdoor chair. It is really cool and you will all love it when you see it. LOVE it I tell you!

2) I have resigned from my job and will be starting something new and wonderful when we come back from Nicaragua with this lovely little business. Yay!

3) Have I mentioned we are going to Nicaragua in August? Have I mentioned that I haven’t done anything for this trip…

4) I gave up shampoo about two weeks ago. I made my own deodorant this weekend. I really am not a dirty hippy. I smell nice and have glossy hair. (I will write more about this after a week or two when I get some pictures.)

We are also growing things in the back yard. Vegetables I mean; not just random things (though there is some of that as well). I was talking to my friend about this the other day and she made me laugh a bit when she said, “You really give every appearance of being a granola/hippy kind of girl and yet you aren’t at all.”

To me it is all about making some kind of effort to cut out the things that aren’t good for you or the environment. Not being psychotic about it, not pressing it on everyone else. I am able to walk to work and back. I was lucky enough to find a new job that I will be able to walk to as well. I am able to work for a place that is ethically in line with me, I know that is not always an option. I am able to use household products for some of my personal hygiene and not buy commercial products full of who knows what.

I like that. I like it a lot.

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Declaring Independence

I made this blog to keep track of things that inspired me and what became of it. In the last month or so I have little time to do anything at all and less time to mention it here. So here are a couple of the links that started me on the path I went down this weekend. One. Two. And there are more but they are down the rabbit hole...

So this week in the midst of crazy I bought this book.
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I have wanted it for a while. If you know me at all you know that when it is warm it is nearly impossible to get me out of skirts. I wear them to work, in the garden, while cleaning, carrying heavy objects, chasing the dog, hiking in the forest- whatever. So you can never have too many skirts. On Friday I made one and a half. I finished the second one on Saturday. I think I spent five hours total making them. That includes making two different patterns, cutting three fabrics and all the finishing details.

wrap skirt 002

I guess I could have ironed it. A wrap skirt. I wore it yesterday to the Body Worlds Exhibit with a poofy linen shirt and felt just lovely. I want Senor to draw a tree on the front panel for me.

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The fish print is nearly 30 years old, my mother gave it to me and I remember her wearing things made of it in Haiti. The rick-rack is from my grandmother and may have been from my great-great aunt's stash. The package said that is cost 10 cents. This skirt has a sentimentality to me that is wonderful and I am sure I will wear it to pieces.

I am so thankful for this book. The other clothes I have attempted from patterns have been- well, troublesome. I know that my sewing is all pretty much off the cuff. I certainly don't know what I am doing is right, but you know it is all geometry and logic for the most part. The commercial patterns I have tried just have not gone well so far. I have trouble finding ready made things that fit right as well so I was getting concerned.
But now I have some confidence back and can't wait to make more!