DIY Orange Sea Salt Scrub

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When I was in Arkansas for a recent conference, they had the most amazing sea salt scrub in all of the bathrooms at the hotel. Let’s face it folks, I don’t get out much, so I’m not overly accustomed to this sort of thing. Then B took us (yes, all of us) out for our 11th anniversary last week, and a sea salt scrub was awaiting me in the restaurant bathroom too. Bug and I washed our hands, used this scrub, and talked about how wonderful it was. Then I saw a post by my friend, Censie from Building Our Story, and she shared how easy it was to make her Lavender Vanilla Scrub at home.

I had a plan. You might have guessed by now that it involved sea salt and some super soft hands. You might (OK, you were) have been right.

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I wanted this stuff in my house. I wanted my guests to feel as special as I do every time I step into a bathroom with this hand-softening magic. She made it look SO easy. And guess what? It really is! I used Censie’s initial “recipe” and changed it up to fit my color and “flavor” preferences, and it was a huge hit with me, with Bug, and with my neighbors (more on that later).

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Want to make some for yourself?

What you’ll need:

  • Sealable glass or plastic container (I used mason jars)
  • 2 cups Epson salt
  • 2 cups course sea salt
  • 3 tbsp orange extract
  • 1/2 cup olive or coconut oil (I used coconut oil)
  • 5 drops red food coloring to give it the orange glow (this is optional and you should never use too much or your hands will show it).

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What you’ll do:

  • Mix the Epson salt and sea salt in a bowl. Make sure you get rid of any clumps.
  • In a separate bowl, mix the orange extract, coconut (or olive) oil, and food coloring together.
  • Pour the liquid mixture into the salt mixture and stir thoroughly.
  • Carefully put the mixed salts into a mason jar (or container of choice), and you’re done.

This stuff is ah-mazing and I use it every day. So does Bug. It’s great for making your guests feel special, it’s super easy, and it’s an awesome gift. We were invited to a cookout over the weekend and I brought a mason jar full to the hostess. She put it out on her bathroom sink and by the end of the night, every women in the place was asking if I sell it. It’s that delicious to your hands.

The possibilities are endless since there are so many scent and color combinations you can try. Who knew feeling this pampered could be this simple? Not me, until now anyway. Try it out for yourself and let me know what you think. Sure, you can buy this in the store, but I honestly think this DIY version is even better than the stuff I used in those hotels and high-dollar restaurants. My hands have never felt, or smelled, this good!

Finally, White Roses! Let There Be Peace!

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My marriage isn’t perfect. In fact, it’s been quite rocky at times. Much more rocky than I’ve let on. There’s been heart break on both sides. Marriages, any partnerships in general, are like that sometimes. But there’s always more good than bad. That’s how I weigh things out. More good than bad? That equals worth it to me, no matter the struggles.

On the road to greatness, you always have trials. Nothing is ever perfect. NOTHING. Life isn’t easy. It’s all about who triumphs in the end. I feel like we’re about to win. Win in a big way. We’re, for possibly the first time ever, on the same page. We’re working on our future, our golden years I guess, together. And it’s a beautiful thing.

While I was out of town, and probably doubting this insane relationship more than I have in the past, I got a great reminder of why this is all worth it. A friend, a co-worker, asked me a question. Were those roses that were always behind me in pictures and in hangouts, always pink, fake? The answer was a resounding no. See, even through the craziness, B always seems to make sure that I have fresh roses in my office, always pink, because he knows they make me smile. Yes, there have been breaks in that, but not often.

That got me to thinking that maybe he does love me, or at least he likes to see me smile. OK, so I had a moment and I reminded myself, at that moment, that I could hold out until he “grew up”. I came home to a dozen new pink roses. Beautiful as always. But possibly hollow by this point?

They literally started to die the day after I came home. A sign? Yes, but not what you’re thinking. He went to Kroger the next night. He’d noticed the dying roses I guess. They had nothing pink. He was disappointed but picked up a lovely bouquet of white roses because he knows I love those too. And you know what? That was a sign!

A sign of peace. The minute I landed in Texas, he had told me that he thought about everything he’s done over the years, about our problems. He wanted to “fix” everything and he vowed things would be better. For the first time in a long time, I saw a different spark in his eyes, his beautiful piercing blue eyes. He meant it. I felt it.

And then, the next day without knowing it, he bought peace roses. I don’t think this is a coincidence and I hope it lasts this time.

I was ready to give up. Like, for real, ready.

Maybe he sensed it? Maybe he already knew. Maybe he was too. Of course he was. I’m difficult. He is too. It’s kind of “our thing”. Maybe, just maybe, things are going to be OK. I sure hope so. There is true love here, but execution has been a huge problem for a long time, and trust. That’s a biggie.

Wish us luck y’all because I think for the first time in a long time, we’re both ready to make this thing work! I’m ready for peace, and for love. I think he is too. It’s time. Long overdue actually. If you love this hard, you should reap the benefits. I’m ready. I’m willing. I’m digging the peace roses. I’m just digging life!

With 6 Kids, You Never Know What Life Will Bring. That’s NOT Always Bad!

Having 6 kids from the ages of 24 down to 5 ensures that I never have a dull moment in my life. Obviously, some of these moments aren’t great because, let’s face it, parenting often comes with a lot of drama. A LOT of drama. But there are perks too and this week helped me enjoy one of them, or two actually. I got to enjoy my babies, and I got to meet and spend time with my second baby’s baby.
Meet our newest little princess, Natalie. I know…you don’t have to tell me…she’s cute. And that smile? Oh that smile (at only 6 weeks old) melts this Mimi’s heart. And she’s such a good baby. I don’t mean like a good baby, I mean like an awesome baby (props to her parents because they are doing a fabulous job). She eats, she sleeps, she smiles and coos, and she poops (OK so that part is NOT fun). I’ll be honest, with so many kids of my own, I figured I’d be immune to this next generation of cuteness. I’m here to tell you today…I AM NOT! I’m hooked. Spoil her rotten, send her home, and bring her back to spoil her more. I think I’m on to something…or she is.
I knew Uncle Bubby would take to Natalie (other than that one time that I slipped and called her “love”, I’ll never do that again because I’m still in trouble) because he’s such a caring soul, but I had no idea that Aunt Bug would bond so quickly. She’s like a 7 year old Ninja mommy or something. She loves to feed her, hold her, and talk to her for hours. Seriously, these girls already talk for hours on end. It’s a beautiful thing!
I should have taken more pictures. I have one more day so I’m going to do a better job before they leave. But honestly, I just enjoyed taking time off, sitting with them, and enjoying 3 generations of my family all in one place. Life is a beautiful thing sometimes. Meeting my granddaughter, and my babies’ niece, was one of those times. It’s the little things that matter most, and this little thing matters a lot to me. I’m so glad we had this time together.