As a side note, the strap on the maternity tank top I'm wearing just broke. Bummer. At least it was only a garage sale find.
In addition to the poor detergent results, I've not been happy with the homemade deodorant either. It's too tedious to get out of the jar and rub into my armpits. Honestly, I'd rather just skip deodorant all together than scrape it out of a jar, roll it into a ball and smear it all over myself. I've compromised by only using regular deodorant every third day. I don't stink and haven't received any nasty comments from my kids. Although now that I think about it, they do laugh and say that I smell worse than Daddy's farts. Maybe they're not kidding. Ah well.