Memorial weekend wasn't just devoted to puppy play and making sure our garden and lawn didn't become so overgrown we'd be visited by the evil foliage imps (they write some nasty letters if you don't take good care of your plants).
My husband and I pulled out the clay and got to work creating some new soaps.
He worked hard on a sea turtle and four tiny elephants for a soap that's slowly taking shape and I'll explain much later. (I do have a tiny elephant army right now though)
Meanwhile I pulled and flattened the clay so I could fold it up, added some texture, a number and then baked it for the mold. (Now you know our secret soap making recipe. I'll have to kill you. Hold still please).
Allow me to present the perfect soap for any galaxy hitchhikers so they can always have access to their towel, the answer to Life, the Universe and Everything and wash their hands when needed.
For now simply bask in the nerdiness of the glycerin.