I believe that one's willingness to reach out and help in ways that noone will see or notice speaks volumes about one's character.

This is my hair after not washing it for 5 days then just rinsing it with baking soda and water. Thoughts?

Baking soda?

I only used baking soda in my morning routine today. Crazy, huh?

I added 1 tablespoon of baking soda and one cup of water to a spray bottle which served as my shampoo. I will only use this once or twice a month (hopefully).

Recipe: http://simplemom.net/how-to-clean-your-hair-without-shampoo/

I used another tablespoon as an exfoliant on my face and entire body.

Last but not least I used a little bit more to brush my teeth and tongue. I didn't taste great.

Well... My skin feels good, even my dry feet feel better, and my teeth are super clean. I'm not sure about my hair yet, but I'm going to let it dry and I'll make another post.

My grandmother, Cecelia Hart, bought me this sample. I kind of love it.

Forced change is not as effective as internal and personal change. Just punishing an offender will not change their personal values.

I will have a 144 square foot dormroom next year. This will be my sleeping quarters as well as my office as a Resident Advisor. I am thinking of making a video blog on how this goes. Wish me luck!

White Porcelain Teapot

The other day I was cleaning my apartment and frankly, I wasn’t being particularly careful. I tossed my jacket at the hook that it normally hangs on hoping it would magically hang it’s self up. Instead it hit my bookself and knocked over my new white porcelain teapot. Keep in mind that this was a highly mulled over purchase and one that I was very proud of. I felt very grown up owning my own teapot, but in that moment I felt very silly. As I was sweeping up the little pieces I was thinking over what life lessons I could take away from this situation. This may seem like an off thing to so, but alas, it is something I do quite often. I am a firm believer that absolutely everything happens for a reason. I decided on three rather philosophical lessons. My first thought was that I simply own too many things and at least this was one less item that I would have to pack up and take on my 16th move. Another lesson was that I do not take enough care of the things that I have and should be more grateful. It’s like when my mother would tell me to eat my broccoli because there were starving people in Africa. Well, there isn’t really any way I could get many of my belongings to those starving in Africa and I don’t see why they would really want many of them, but I should be more aware of how lucky I am. The last lesson was to enjoy everything while it is in your life. I enjoyed the teapot while I had it and maybe I will find a new one in one of the many antique and consignment shops I frequent, maybe not. Maybe I should use the beautifully ornate pewter one that I got last summer and only have used once because it is so hard to clean. Whether it is a person, a home, a pet, or a white porcelain teapot, just make the most of the time you have. I live my life enjoying whatever it is that is making me happy in the moment. Sure, I plan things out, but I also follow my whims. Right now I enjoy using twitter and studying the British monarchy in lieu of Prince William’s marriage to Catherine Middleton. In a week I may be finished with both, but I have embraced these two simple things as two of the many sources of my happiness and I will not freight when they fall to the weigh side. I suppose there is a larger lesson in all of this. Whenever something happen, take a moment to learn something from it. Also, never sweep a broken teapot in bare feet. Shortly after I finished cleaning, I looked down to see a small pool of red forming on the linoleum under my right foot.