How'd the baking soda and vinegar work out?

Was it really 3 months ago already that Mommy started washing her hair with baking soda and apple cider vinegar?  It doesn't seem like it's been that long, but my blog entry about it was early February. 

She and I are both happy with the combination for washing and conditioning her hair.  Her scalp is sensitive, so she uses 1 teaspoon of baking soda instead of 1 tablespoon, but that's the only change she's made to the basic process.  That mixes with a cup of warm water before going on her hair.  For conditioning, she uses 1 tablespoon of apple cider vinegar mixed with a cup of warm water; the smell doesn't even linger.  I cuddle up right by her hair at night, and it doesn't smell of vinegar at all.

One of the really nice things about this combination is that she only needs to wash her hair once a week now; the combination is doing a really good job of keeping her hair feeling clean without over-washing it.

Of course, she's shaving it all off next week at a St. Baldrick's event, so I don't know how much use the combination will be in the near future.

Mommy is sad.

A couple weeks ago now, Mommy (and Daddy and Sissy) went to her aunt's funeral.  I went with them, but didn't go to the actual funeral.  Her aunt had cancer for quite a while, but the end still came as a surprise to everybody.

As funerals go, it was short and filled with friends.  Afterwards, everybody went back to the house and looked at photos of Mommy's aunt and talked for ages and ages.  But it makes Mommy sad that with all our fancy technology, we still can't fight diseases like cancer fully.

Mommy and Sissy had talked about participating in Locks of Love when Sissy's school hosts it, but their hair isn't nearly long enough for that, so instead they've decided to participate in St. Baldrick's... they're both going to have their heads shaved! 

What if...?

Last night, Sissy finished reading a book of short stories to Mommy.  At the end, the author explained where the inspiration for each story came from; many came from his habit of writing a "What if...?" question for himself each day.  We liked the idea, so Mommy asked Sissy to come up with a "What if...? question each day, and Mommy (or I) will try to find time to write about it.

Not her first question, but mine... what if a bunny wrote a blog?  I realize there are some bunny greats out there in film and literature: Roger Rabbit, Bugs Bunny, Little Bunny Foo Foo (a bit of an embarrassment to the bunny world), Knuffle Bunny, and of course, all of the bunnies from Watership Down, among so many others.  But most of them pre-date blogging.  (Knuffle's friend, Pigeon, does have a Twitter account.  He's a bit strange.)

But I have to wonder what some of their blogs would be like.  I can imagine Bugs Bunny writing some pretty funny stuff, but Roger has a pretty short attention span... Twitter might be a better option for him.  Hazel and the other rabbits from Watership Down could write some pretty interesting stuff, given the chance. 

But this blog is mostly about my family, and the fun things we do.  I just have to remember to write occasionally in between all the fun we're having.

It was a Seussical day

It only took two days from when Mommy and Sissy saw Seussical for Sissy to start singing random bits of the songs.  It was a local production which was, according to both Mommy and Sissy, really quite good.  The performing community group is composed entirely of children, though most of the cast for this show were older than Sissy.  The theatre has birthday party options too, so Sissy is considering that as an option.  Given that she had been asking for a party at that place with the giant mouse and video games, Mommy thinks this is a significant improvement, and the pricing is fairly comparable.

On the hair front, Mommy's Baking Soda & Vinegar (BSV for the lazy) experiment is going well.  Her hair was a bit oily last week, but seems to have settled back into a normal cycle.  Life goes on....

Washing hair with baking soda and vinegar (wash day 2)

So far, so good.  Mommy's hair didn't develop more oil than normal between hair wash days (I should know, I sleep right by her hair), so she went ahead and tried the baking soda and vinegar options again this morning.

There are still some logistics issues to work out.  Like, should she keep some baking soda and the jug of vinegar in the bathroom, rather than having to go to the kitchen for it?  What containers should she use?  Again, avoiding the kitchen first thing in the morning, where there are three cats eating and asking to be tripped over before she's seen her morning coffee, would probably be a good idea.

So the experiment continues....

Washing hair with baking soda and vinegar (day 1)

Mommy's trying a hair experiment, using baking soda as shampoo and vinegar as conditioner.  This is the first day she's tried it, and so far she likes it, though she will use slightly cooler water when mixing the baking soda and vinegar with water (one tablespoon to one cup of water, each mixed separately).

She wavered on trying it this morning after finding a blog entry someone had about how bad it was for your hair (based on its pH level, but lye, which is used in most soaps and a lot of shampoos, has a higher pH level), but there were dozens of entries from different site about how good it is, from people who had tried it.  Besides, she had already bought the apple cider vinegar.

The baking soda, which she mixed with hot water (warm next time) had a soft feel, almost like a light conditioner, when she applied it.  It doesn't get sudsy like shampoo, but it didn't feel bad either. 

The vinegar just felt like pouring on water, but with a strong smell.  It didn't feel like it was detangling anything, but there weren't tangles when she brushed, so it worked.

The next step is to see how long it is until she has to wash her hair again.  Apparently human hair takes time to adjust to the process, anywhere from two to six weeks, because it has to replace less natural oils this way.

Fortunately for me, plush bunnies don't have to worry about any of this.  I just sit around and look cute.

Herding cats

A lot of people refer to the difficulty of organizing a group of people as herding cats... perhaps it's difficult because it's people doing the herding, instead of the cats?  The cats around here are pretty good at herding the people:

Miss J: The kitten of the house is fairly quiet most of the time, except just before breakfast and dinner.  Especially breakfast.  She can't read a clock (Mommy hasn't figured out how to teach telling time to cats), and has a range of about an hour for what she defines as breakfast time.  Mommy and Daddy, on the other hand, have a range of about 15 minutes for waking up, as defined by the alarm clocks.  But once Miss J starts - whether it's an hour before the alarm clock or 5 minutes - she just keeps going.  It's a continuous high-pitched meow-fest, which translates to "Come on, get up, you have to feed me, I'm staaarving.  Now, now, now, you have to get up NOW, I'm really hungry and oh yeah, so are the other cats.  You've got to feed us NOW."  (Translation may be a bit off, as I don't actually speak Cat.)

Mr. M: The old man has his quirks, though not as much near meal time (Miss J has those covered!).  His attempts to herd the people here tend to revolve around shower time and bed time: shower time because he likes drinking the water off the shower floor, and bed time to get his special spot under the covers.  He mwrorws at Mommy to lift the covers, and then stares at them, deciding if he's going to sleep under the blanket.  But heaven forbid Mommy put the covers down before he steps under, making him mrowr again.  And then he has to turn around a couple times under the cover before deciding if he's staying or not.  Some nights, he walks away, and comes back later (minutes or hours... it varies) and mrowrs at Mommy to lift the covers again.

Miss D: This lady is the quiet cat in our house.  She'll meow a bit around meal time, but mostly she uses body language to push the people around.  When she curls up on the bed by Mommy, she's curls up right against her... you know, the "if you shift a millimeter, I'm going to fill that space, try not to fall off the bed" type.  Her time sense is a bit better than Miss J's, so she waits until the last few minutes before the alarm rings to jump up on the bed and rub up against Mommy, to make sure she's awake at feeding time.  This is particularly amusing because Daddy feeds them most mornings.