I have a great prejudice against bar soap. This is partially because of the filthy hands of certain other (male) members of my household who use the bar soap and leave it looking dirtier than the hands it's supposed to clean. And partially because I'm lazy and don't want to have to work up a lather all by myself from such a hard and unyielding soap. Doesn't the soap know that I only have ten seconds to wash my hands before the toddler whacks the baby with a shoe horn and all hell breaks loose in the living room?
Inconsiderate bar soap. Making me do all the work.
So I'm all about the liquid hand soap in the dispensers. What I am NOT all about anymore is strong fragrances. Ever since being pregnant with Charlie, I've been much more sensitive to anything with a strong fragrance, and boy howdy, do liquid hand soaps ever stink. They stink pretty, to be sure, but it is just too much for me.
I have not yet found a liquid soap that doesn't knock me back with its Rain Fresh scent or whatever the hell. And so, of course, I decided I had to make my own.
Because what I needed was one more thing I make myself rather than buy at the store like a normal person.
I used this method, with a bar of Ivory soap. Because there ain't nothin' in Ivory soap, thank you Ivory people for resisting the scented bandwagon. My bar of soap was only half as large as the one used in the recipe, which makes me wonder why anyone would need an eight-ounce bar of soap. That's a really big bar of soap.
Since my bar of soap was half as big as the behemoth bar called for, I adjusted the rest of the ingredients accordingly, got the soap bits all melted, and left it to cool overnight.
In the morning, I checked on it and found that the consistency was way too thick for a soap dispenser. Luckily, the recipe addressed this, and said it can be made thinner by adding more water (quite a lot more, in my case) and blending it all up with a hand-held blender.
Which is why I was beating soap in a cooking pot with my blender at 6:30 this morning while Cubby sat at the table eating his oatmeal and interrogating me about what I was doing.
I'm being crazy, okay, son? Get used to it.
I did get it to the right consistency eventually, and that consistency is . . . snot. For real. It is snotty. It's all gloppy and makes ropey little strings when it's poured and . . . well. It's kind of gross. But it does work, and it doesn't stink to high heaven, and it's cheap. And now I have half a gallon of it, which is going to last a really long time. So it's snotty hands for me for the foreseeable future!
(I'm weird. I know. I've made my peace with it.)