My camera is found! Now it's just a matter of connecting with the person who found it, which due to summer vacationey stuff is going to be dicey for a while.
If I had my camera I would show you our finished glass and tree branch sculpture thing. We're trying to figure out the best way to illuminate it. I'm also wanting to project an image on a wall, as art, and I'm being thwarted at every turn. I DO NOT LIKE TO BE THWARTED.
We're also trying to decide whether or not to take kids to the Gay Pride Parade we're marching in next weekend. Some friends have told us it's fine for kids, another couple we know told us they didn't think so (some of the floats being a tad suggestive.) We tend to lean towards not being too sheltery, and we think it's important for families to be there and hey, civil rights for everyone is a lesson we're teaching our children. So Jamie's thinking of calling the organizers to ask about it and mention to them that, you know, it would be in their best interests to be family friendly.
Up until recently, with the exception of the time around when Claudia was born when I was eco-friendliER, I've largely ignored environmental stuff. Recently we've been thinking more about making some changes around here and today Jason sent Jamie this article:
"A vast swath of the Pacific, twice the size of Texas, is full of a plastic stew that is entering the food chain. Scientists say these toxins are causing obesity, infertility...and worse."
The article is suffiently upsetting to the extent that we're going to make some big changes in the way we live. I never thought about the fact that every piece of plastic ever produced is still in existence. And I hate being like that, my sensibilities always tend toward the moderate, but, seriously, ACK. I'm going to have to try to remember--what the hell did we do before ziplock bags?
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Urgh. Yeah, Newsweek was a real downer this week with global warming stuff, allergic pollens on the rise, unsafe drinking water, hormones in our water supplies... you name it. I try to be as eco-friendly as possible, though the Cloth Diaper Experiment ended when I popped open my first bottle of Zoloft... anyhow, what still gets me is that you and I and our closest family and friends could all trade in our cars, recycle everything, and start growing our own vegetables, but it still wouldn't do as nearly much for the earth as if everyone else got off their butts and just did one little thing each. Come on, everybody, chip in a little, will ya????
My dedication to cloth diapers ended when the first one was changed.
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