A few weeks ago, some of the ladies from CrossFit decided to do a ten-day holistic detox and invited me to join them. No sugar. No dairy. No processed foods. No coffee. Yes…no fucking coffee. When I told my husband, he just looked at me and said, “I don’t know what’s left for you to…
Just the Tip – You don’t bring me vases anymore
I have to be honest, when it comes to husbands I’m pretty lucky. Sure I bust his balls all the time as I drag him with me on my journey into the green, but he’s definitely a good egg. Early on when we were still dating he bought me flowers and had them delivered to…
Greening up his cleaning habits
When I began changing our personal care products so we bought only cruelty-free my hubby made three requests. I have to give the guy credit, to the average bear I’m getting into some pretty weird shit here. I would say that he rubbed his lamp and Ellen the green genie popped out to grant him…
Paint…it’s not just for breakfast anymore
Remember hearing all those awful stories when we were younger about kids getting sick from eating lead paint. Well it turns out that today’s paint isn’t exactly as worry free as we may think. I’m not saying anyone sees a can of paint and says, “Oh thank GOD, I was starving.” It’s just that in…
The Case of the Missing Body Lotion
“It puts the lotion in the basket…” I know. I couldn’t resist. I love body lotion. (But I love a good Silence of the Lambs line just as much.) Sure, I tell my husband it’s a “marital aid” when used properly, but most of the time I just like how it feels and smells. Dry…
Say it without giggling…menstrual cup
Well, it’s Saturday night. I’ve had a few glasses, okay, a bottle, of my excellent organic, heart-healthy wine, so I thought I would share what I do during those few special days of the month. Early on in my eco-friendly journey, I realized I was throwing away a ridiculous amount of tampons and pads. I…
Smell Ya Later!
I love to cook and my friends all know it (clap your hands). By far, the most questions I get is about Mama Ellen’s recipe for homemade deodorant. It never fails…when I tell someone I make my own deodorant they wrinkle their face, say something like, “Ew gross” and by the end of our conversation…
It’s not my 1970s Wonder Woman lunchbox, but Planet Box for my kids makes me the hero – Unsponsored Review
I’m one of those moms that totally looks like she’s got her shit together. And for the most part, I think I do. But every morning I get up 1/2 hour early just to figure out what the hell I’m gonna give my kids for lunch. So I spent what felt like FOREVER to find…