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Friday, October 6, 2017

DIY Reed Diffuser

This post came about from people always asking me, 
"How can you afford to travel all over the world?".
My answer is always, "It's the little things!".
If you can save money on many of the small aspects
of your life, you would be amazed how much that
can add up.  So many people spend exorbitant amounts
of money on what is wax and chemical scents in candles 
and wax melts.  There had to be a better answer.

What really prompted me to try something new was this 
ceiling!  This is the ceiling in what was my daughter's 
bedroom.  She loved to burn scented candles during her
later high school and college years.  These were high 
quality (read costly) candles from that nicely scented store 
in the mall and from a company that I can only call a
candle empire.  It wasn't until we cleared out the room to
paint it that we really noticed how filthy the ceiling looked
from the soot from the candles, we were shocked.

This is what it looked like after vigorous scrubbing ~ not
much better.  Luckily with two coats of paint, it was 
covered and looks great now but it really made me rethink
the use of scented candles in my home.  Like many other 
people I do like a nicely scented home and I had used reed
diffusers many times but again, every time I purchased one
the cost was from $10 to $25 and that just seemed like a 
waste of money.

So I did a little research online and found out it is 
extremely easy to make your own liquid for your
bottle/reed diffusers.

Everything I needed for this DIY was already in 
my house:

1/4 cup hot tap water
1/4 cup alcohol (rubbing or vodka)
essential oil (I used a botanical, 
non-synthetic oil)
new reeds
I recycled a bottle from a purchased diffuser

This method will evaporate faster than an oil based
method but I didn't have the proper oils in my home.
I will try that method once I have purchased the oil.

I poured the water and vodka into a plastic cup 
and swirled it together.  I then poured this mixture
into a glass bottle with a shallow neck.  

I added 25 drops of essential oil to the jar and 
swirled the liquid around.  The new reeds I 
purchased had straight reeds and more decorative 
ones that have swirls at the end.  The straight reeds
should be turned around a few times a week to add
more scent to the room.

I used a sweet orange oil that smells so clean and
beautiful.  Sometimes the scents from candles or
wax melts can make me feel a bit sick but this scent 
is fresh and lovely.

Give it a try! And remember, it's the little things!

Saturday, February 4, 2017

The DNA Surprise!

Photo from Google Photos

Just this week we got our family's DNA test 
results.  Last Summer my late sister Trishie 
and I went to a presentation at our local library
about DNA testing.  The lecturer said it would 
be best if our brother was the one to take the
test.  After consulting with Lynne, our family
geneologist, we decided to use the FamilyTree
DNA test.  Oh, how I wish Trishie were here to
see what we learned.

Well, we are obviously very European - 98% which was
not a surprise.  It was a bit of a surprise to see we are
mostly Scandinavian but not a total surprise.  We already
knew through a DNA test of a male cousin on our Irish
side that we had Viking blood.  I was quite surprised to 
see that we were more Scandinavian than anything else.
I have always been attracted to the folk art and culture
of Scandinavia but I thought that was from living with
my Norwegian roommate Heidi while in college.  I must
say, I fully embrace my Scandinavian roots and I'm ready
to join the Sons of Norway!

But here is the surprise that blew us away ~ we are 2%
Middle Eastern ~ whaaattt????
The results said some of our ancient ancestors would 
have come from the area of Turkey.  Turkey!  I was 
thrilled! It made me think back to my first trip to Turkey
which was 5 years ago this Spring.  I was flying to Istanbul
from Amsterdam and as I was walking to the boarding area
Mr. Wonderful was quite a ways behind me and it looked 
like I was traveling alone.  As I approached the line I noticed 
3 people at the end of the line that looked very Turkish and
I don't mean just physically, they were not in western dress. 
Now I don't mean they were in burkas and head scarves but 
they had clothing that was rather folk-like, almost with a
bit of a peasant look to it.  There was a man and two women
and when the man spotted me, he opened his arms in a 
gesture that would only be read as, "Come, welcome sister!"
The women turned to me and they all started talking to me
in Turkish!  I explained in English that I didn't speak Turkish
and three jaws dropped, they couldn't believe it.  But with 
typical Turkish hospitality, they welcomed me anyway.  Once
I got to Istanbul I realized, I fit right in here.  In fact as I was
spending the day in the park with the lawyer Ahmet, I said to
him, I could pass for Turkish, the dark hair, the dark eyes.
He agreed.
One night I was riding the funicular or as they call it the
Mountain Tram and an elderly woman and a man who 
was probably her son boarded.  Mr. Wonderful got up to 
give the lady his seat and since the man was older than me
I got up so he could sit.  He insisted I take the seat and the
woman and I smiled and giggled to each other and she held
my hand all the way up the mountain.  Again..."welcome
daughter".  It is a small world, embrace it!

And Heidi, notice on the map above, the Scandinavian area
that we are most likely from is in Norway!  Hei sister!

Monday, January 23, 2017

Port of Call: Aruba

We were traveling on the Coral Princess from Fort 
Lauderdale.  Aruba was our first port and after being
at sea for two and a half days we were ready to get 
off the ship and do some exploring.

On our cruise, we were only in port for a few hours
from about 7am until noon.  We are not big on excursions 
and generally like to explore on our own.  After reading
up on the island we found out that there are tours that take 
you to visit the Natural Bridge and then tell you that the
Natural Bridge was destroyed in a storm in 2005, they do 
show you a smaller version of a natural bridge but we knew
 this sort of tour would not be for us.

The ship docks at the Aruba Cruise Terminal and it is
just a short walk to get outside the terminal to taxis and
the main shopping area.  Aruba is one of the countries of
the Kingdom of the Netherlands and you can see the 
Dutch influence in the facades of the buildings on the
main drag, though with a pastel Caribbean vibe.  There
are casinos, restaurants and bars and the typical 
shopping venues found in most island ports such as
Diamonds International and stores of that type.

We exited the cruise terminal and approached the 
line of taxis.  There are fixed prices in Aruba and we
knew it would be $10 to get to our destination but 
we told the driver where we wanted to go he told us
the was a Sunday surcharge and now the fare would
be $13 each way for a 3 mile trip.  I really hate being
ripped off when I travel and prefer to walk away when
it happens.  I walked onto the main street and just 
behind the stores is the bus station, a few local guys
told me I could get to the beach easily and cheaply.
We could pay with US dollars on the bus since the
ticket booth was closed.  The bus arrived in a few
minutes and we hopped on, for a few dollars each we
rode the local bus and the driver told us when we
had reached our destination.

We chose to visit Eagle Beach during our time in Aruba.
This beach is often rated as one of the best in the islands.
And it is beautiful, a lovely wide beach with turquoise blue

We didn't have wifi on the ship so we needed to find a spot
on the beach with wifi so we could check our emails and
get a little work done.  We paid a guy for a few lounge chairs
under a palapa and settled in for what we thought would
be a few hours of rest and relaxation.  Very soon we were
slapping and scratching from some small insects that were
biting us.  We wrapped towels around ourselves and checked
our most important emails and then high tailed it out of 
there before we were devoured by the insects.

We said farewell to the beach and hopped back on
the bus to town.

We strolled over the the Wharfside Flea Market and met
up with a few friends from the ship who told us all the
stuff there were cheap souvenirs or other trinkets that
are brought over from Haiti.  By this point we had seen
enough, we headed back to the ship.