There are still about 15 bars of the original pine tar soap with frankincense & myrrh FO from long ago. I love it. It is still a favorite. So why would I get this wild hair to make a batch of pine tar soap when there is plenty in the Soap Security Area (KEEP OUT!) For those hobbyists not yet overwhelmed by the number of bars of soap you've made and where to put them, the SSA is under our bed. Mankatt is not happy. He just lost a favorite hidey hole under there.
Determined to go forward with this poorly thought out plan and in possession of a brand new shipment of lye I was unstoppable.
I found the half can of pine tar in the garage and decided to weigh it up last. This was my first and last smart move of the day. let's see, shortening, lard, coconut. Yep, ready to go.
Note to self: Leave the shortening out of the fridge.
Ok, oils weighed up, now for the pine tar.
Have you ever messed with pine tar?
Do you remember the I Love Lucy episode when she worked on a candy production line?
Well, this was worse. I did get the pine tar weighed up but found a bit on a thumb when the phone rang. No, I didn't answer it but then I dropped the spoon. Catch it! GAAAHHH! Knocked the can over. Grab it! Rats! Pine tar all over my hands. Pine tar on the scale, counter, dishwasher and floor. And me.
Many of you have or are rearing children. Looking back, remember that diaper that leaked and little Bobby or Mary got it on his/her hand and on everything everywhere but it wasn't really much and you wondered how that could have happened so quickly and you cleaned for what seemed forever? And still found a bit here and there? PINE TAR!
Whew! Ok. Ready to mix in the lye. Slowly. With my trusty Braun SB at the ready, I poured up the lye and just stirred a bit. All was well until I hit the switch on the SB. It was getting thicker than I wanted quickly! Now just stirring with no SB, it didn't slow down. Ok, hurry and get it in the mold. HA! That was a chore. It's sticky and gummy and getting STIFFER. Finally got it in the mold, in the oven, then insulated and left on the counter. I was not impatient about EVER looking at it. But I did. And it is uuuuuugly! Unmolded easily and cut with no problem. Not too hard. How about that. Another successful soaping experience. Click on the thumbnails if you really want to suffer and explore the soap of 1000 caves.
Now, if you're still here I know you all love beautiful pictures of artisan soaps produced by artistic souls with more talent than seems fair. These ain't those kinds of pictures. WARNING: Viewing of pictures could cause adults and/or children to experience mental trauma. View at your own risk.
Determined to go forward with this poorly thought out plan and in possession of a brand new shipment of lye I was unstoppable.
I found the half can of pine tar in the garage and decided to weigh it up last. This was my first and last smart move of the day. let's see, shortening, lard, coconut. Yep, ready to go.
Note to self: Leave the shortening out of the fridge.
Ok, oils weighed up, now for the pine tar.
Have you ever messed with pine tar?
Do you remember the I Love Lucy episode when she worked on a candy production line?
Well, this was worse. I did get the pine tar weighed up but found a bit on a thumb when the phone rang. No, I didn't answer it but then I dropped the spoon. Catch it! GAAAHHH! Knocked the can over. Grab it! Rats! Pine tar all over my hands. Pine tar on the scale, counter, dishwasher and floor. And me.
Many of you have or are rearing children. Looking back, remember that diaper that leaked and little Bobby or Mary got it on his/her hand and on everything everywhere but it wasn't really much and you wondered how that could have happened so quickly and you cleaned for what seemed forever? And still found a bit here and there? PINE TAR!
Whew! Ok. Ready to mix in the lye. Slowly. With my trusty Braun SB at the ready, I poured up the lye and just stirred a bit. All was well until I hit the switch on the SB. It was getting thicker than I wanted quickly! Now just stirring with no SB, it didn't slow down. Ok, hurry and get it in the mold. HA! That was a chore. It's sticky and gummy and getting STIFFER. Finally got it in the mold, in the oven, then insulated and left on the counter. I was not impatient about EVER looking at it. But I did. And it is uuuuuugly! Unmolded easily and cut with no problem. Not too hard. How about that. Another successful soaping experience. Click on the thumbnails if you really want to suffer and explore the soap of 1000 caves.
Now, if you're still here I know you all love beautiful pictures of artisan soaps produced by artistic souls with more talent than seems fair. These ain't those kinds of pictures. WARNING: Viewing of pictures could cause adults and/or children to experience mental trauma. View at your own risk.
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