Moon Child
She was so full of light
it always spilled out,
no matter how
she tucked it in again.
And as she took her light
with her everywhere-
She somehow blended in?
Can a bird fly while wearing armour?
No
But, it can live, and can still sing
If the melodies be not as cheerful
They will be sweet, sweeter even still-
Because through song the bird feels flight again

Obsession-
Ive stayed far away, my friend
I’ve tried not to read your thoughts
I’ve tried not to look on your face
You are the temptation that plagues me
This shadow of obsession, it lingers
But I’ll forget or I forfiet my place
a stranger forever will you be
I’ve made more of you then you are,and
The parts of you that I search for in you
Are really only what i see lacking in me

It’s embarrassing that I’m not sure when exactly I started the no poo method. It’s even more embarrassing because I’ve documented it, I just need to go back and check before I update this post. I’ll get to it, I promise. I share computer time and I’m most likely about to be bumped off at any moment.
My hair has been great for the past couple days. It just has-I’m happy about this because I think I’ve exited the horrendous my hair is getting used to no shampoo phase. Good riddance, don’t come back now, ya hear? Those days of greasy, then too dry, then greasy and stuck together hair are over. I’m likely to keep doing the baking soda/apple cider vinegar thing for good now. I’m toying with getting my daughters started on it now. I mean before they start school would probably be the best time I think. No one’s going to notice that their hair is greasy at the park, it usually get covered with sand as soon as we get there anyway.
What I found out during my no poo experience is:
So to recap, I’m happy I tried this, I’ll more then likely be continuing to do the no poo as I’m happy with the results. It’s easy and it’s cheap and those are huge incentives for me. I’m happy to know exactly what is going into my hair, that’s worth the strange look my sister in law gave me when I tried explaining no poo to her. She was really worried about the whole “does your hair smell” issue but wouldn’t sniff my head. Anyway…go teamnopoo! And check out my earlier posts about my experience if you are interested and check out crunchy betty’s website if you get the chance, because she’s the reason I tried this out to begin with.





My theme is “You’d be home by now”, I’m following the theme as much as possible but through my ideas of what that can mean. The turtle was included because he carries his home with him, and I’m the same I think. I don’t really need a base from which to live because I live inside of myself.
This hopefully explains the heart below. It’s also a take on ”home is where the heart is”
I wrote a part of one of my favorite Emily Dickinson poems out beside it. My notebook will probablly end up being very random, I’m very random myself after all. 
This is another take on home is where your heart is- it says where ever those that I love are, there my home is also.
My last image was done as a doodle, it really wasn’t connected to this project and it was actually included in the doodle challenge, but it’s very much a part of me a part of stuff I process through my head. I have a love for broken things. I keep hold of broken china cups and tiles, waiting for the day I can mosiac them all together. Wall surfaces too, are more interesting when paint is peeling or bricks underneath become exposed. I was thinking of this one day and this thought occured to me which I treasure as part of my life philosophy. ” Beauty is still beauty when broken, it is simply beauty in another form.” I really believe that, I feel sometimes people go through stuff and they need to hear that too. It’s probably just me being weird but I went ahead and included something I sketched up while thinking about this one day. Its part of me, part of my home if that makes sense?
I’ve added other things to my sketchbook that arent here yet but I’ll post them as I finish them .
Eeech reading that title brings to mind several older family members and how they like to update me on lots of subjects pertaining to them that I really don’t want to know. That’s not what this update is about! This is actually my third post on my ongoing no poo(shampoo) challenge. It’s not a contest or anything, but I’m dubbing it a challenge because it has been so far. Here is my first post about no poo and my second, just in case you’re interested.
No poo is not going great for me I’ve got to admit. My hair? My hair is all kinds of yucky right now. The only positive change in it compared to how it was earlier this week, is that it’s no longer itchy. It is however sticky, as in parts of my hair are sticking to other parts of my hair. When I brush it I’m getting whitish residue on my brush, I’m not sure if this is due to the baking soda alone or the combination of the baking soda and my hard water.
Reading up on this it seems like hard water can cause problems with the no poo regime. I also found out that boiling the water before adding it to the baking soda may help with this. There’s another goof on my part that may be causing my issues. (Hair issues, causes to all other issues are still to be determined.)
I’ve been using the baking soda/apple cider vinegar way too often. Up to this point I’ve been using the baking soda/avc every day. Apparently the baking soda is used to strip the hair of oils, so by using it every day I’m causing my hair to create more oils than necessary.
This is entirely my own doing. Crunchy Betty herself said to do the treatment 2 to 3 times a week with only water rinse in between. I heard that but I also saw that her hair was prone to be dry and thin, my hair prone to be thick and oily should probably need more treatments, right? Wrong, apparently. I didn’t use the treatment today, I just had a water rinse. My hair’s yucky as I said but I’m allowing it the time to calm down from my bad treatment of it this past week.
I will most probably water rinse it again tomorrow and then use the treatment again on the following day. I’m really hoping the hair fairies choose to be kind soon. I have a birthday party to go to and I don’t wear hats well. I wore a baseball hat to Wal-Mart the other day and could swear that everyone could tell what was going on under my hat. It was probably just me being my overly no hat wearing, awkward self. That and the fact that I was giving everybody crazy eyes “ What?” stares…yea that may have been it. The saga continues.
P.S–my next experiment? Might just be homemade all natural deodorant, I’m letting my husband get over my hair shock before trying this one out.