tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17565853454038792012024-03-13T13:52:12.438-04:00small red houseour adventures: quarterlife, marriage, family, career, college, music, food, love...and a cat.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-91252355349748547902009-04-22T13:21:00.009-04:002009-04-22T18:50:11.028-04:00craft = powerYesterday, Jacob and I were eating lunch and listening to one of my favorite newer NPR shows, which featured an Earth Week segment on greener parties and celebrations for kids. You can listen to the segment and read the comment thread that inspired this post <a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=103315784">here</a>.<br /><br />Just a note on the idea of being "crafty": I have never really thought of myself as crafty in the hipster sense, or even the Girl Scout arts-and-crafts sense. Maybe it's because I've never been much of a visual artist. I don't do any knitting to speak of (yet) and I don't own a hot glue gun (yet). I do have a haphazardly-thrown-together craft box, containing seemingly useless bits of metal and plastic and fabric and cardboard. For the most part, I'm interested in crafts, as long as either a) I can make something useful instead of buying it or b) I can make something out of material that otherwise would have been thrown away, or both.<br /><br />During the past year or so, I've tried to embrace crafting from this perspective; I wanted to give Khymi a bathrobe for Chanukah, but I was sorely disappointed by the fact that cotton terry seems available only for babies and hotel guests. So I used a newly-acquired sewing machine to make her one out of old towels.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/Se9ZSvTNAHI/AAAAAAAAAs4/IlWh3kTAKf0/s1600-h/IMGP1346.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/Se9ZSvTNAHI/AAAAAAAAAs4/IlWh3kTAKf0/s320/IMGP1346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327575062672113778" border="0" /></a><br />Or there was the maddening situation with the cats. They happily scratch the couch or the rug, but not the carpeted scratching post, which I bought at PetSmart a couple years ago and which remains largely untouched. One evening, after another discouraging walk through the cat aisle looking at overpriced cardboard scratchers, I took a utility knife to a few of the cardboard boxes that cover our basement floor, and inspired by <a href="http://www.thegoodhuman.com/2009/02/09/recycling-project-from-cardboard-boxes-to-cat-scratching-pad/">this post</a> over at The Good Human, Jacob and I made a small scratching pad in a couple of hours. Lila took to it instantly (an unprecedented behavior). Free!<br /><br />So I suppose I've been driven to craftiness out of necessity. But I don't think crafting should be overlooked as a frivolous or decorative pasttime. Check out the <a href="http://www.etymonline.com/">etymology</a> of the word:<br /><blockquote>Old English <span style="font-style: italic;" class="foreign">cræft</span> "power, strength, might," from Proto-Germanic <span class="foreign"><span style="font-style: italic;">*krab-/*kraf-</span>.</span> Sense shifted to "skill, art" (via a notion of "mental power"), which led to the n. meaning of "trade." </blockquote>Indeed, in modern German,<span style="font-style: italic;"> Kraft</span> still means "power". Many crafts--woodworking, ceramics, sewing, fiber arts, cooking, gardening--have become nothing but quaint upper-middle-class hobbies during this time when goods are cheaply and easily made and shipped far and wide.<br /><br />But on this Earth Day, I ask you to hold on to your crafts, my friends. Cultivate and maintain them as well as you can. Learn to create and repair objects of lasting function; with your head and hands, give them real use, and with your heart, give them beauty. Don't just think of craft as a way to pass the time or a neat thing to do, although it may well be; don't even just think of it as a way to save money, although it may well have to be; think of it as power. The power to produce rather than consume, to process rather than discard, to sustain rather than deplete. The power to put as much art into your craft as you desire--to make a four-tone Fair Isle sweater, or simply to darn a pair of black socks to save them from the rag pile.<br /><br />The Western world is beginning to take an interest (see my mom's <a href="http://nicewhitelady.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-academic-side-teaching-new-course-on.html#links">course offerings</a> for next year if you want proof)--let's hope it lasts. On Earth Day, we hear a lot about saving the Earth. Let's make one thing very clear: no matter what happens, the Earth will be fine. What we're really worried about is saving ourselves, our world as we know it. Which aspects of humanity should we be saving? Which ones are worth letting go?mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-1738612016426702012009-04-14T23:19:00.004-04:002009-04-22T15:34:24.418-04:00resurrection...Is this thing on?<br /><br />Maybe someone will see this, in the off-chance that small red house has been hibernating away on your blogroll, in your bookmarks, on your Google Reader, even. Well, hello, there.<br /><br />These have been a real crackerjack eight months, haven't they? Last I checked, the President was making up words like "arbo-tree-ist", and here we are just a few months later and they've got an organic vegetable garden at the White House. Hot damn!<br /><br />Then there's this messy business of what they're calling a global economic crisis, but some of us didn't have much money to begin with, and we already live off of lentils and flush our toilets with buckets of water from the shower, so we're not hurting any more than before. Yet.<br /><br />What else is new? The big girl is 8 now. She reads whole books cover-to-cover and has the attention span to watch <span style="font-style: italic;">A Hard Day's Night</span> in its entirety on YouTube with us. Good times.<br /><br />And in the fall, we got a new cat. Actually, we were sort of given a new cat. My friend Rachel found her in Baltimore in front of the Rite-Aid at 32nd and Greenmount. She was a little...uncivilized at first, but has settled in really nicely:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SeVX7RzwOpI/AAAAAAAAArQ/MiavNhkozqA/s1600-h/IMGP1299.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SeVX7RzwOpI/AAAAAAAAArQ/MiavNhkozqA/s320/IMGP1299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324758810339850898" border="0" /></a><br />One internet habit I've been decent at keeping up all this time is garden tracking on <a href="http://myfolia.com/gardener/smallredhouse">Folia</a>. If you garden/farm, it's worth checking out. You can see all the details on my Folia page, but this year we're growing more tomatoes, cucumbers, beans, and spinach, plus some new stuff like daikon radishes and little compact softball-sized muskmelons. We've also planted more flowers in hopes of getting more pollinators to hang around (and to improve nectar flow for the bees that we may, someday in our dreams, keep in our backyard).<br /><br />So I guess we're back. At least I am, for now. I'll write in more detail about other happenings in the next few posts. Hope life has been treating all of you well.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-20799597267304400342009-02-14T14:33:00.002-05:002009-02-14T14:38:07.267-05:00aquariusnever could make much sense of this one.<br />indifferent, passive and strangely luminous<br />fires up the glow of helios himself<br />lulls comfort and then once again<br />when i forget to drink enough water<br />it would be a thoughtful gesture to<br />tip the clay pitcher<br />but out streams a flurry of milkweed seeds<br />bobbing up and away in the dry air.<br /><br />that careless blow of cold<br />left me standing with sweaters on my floor<br />warm-faced, lightheaded<br />barefoot,<br />northeast wind through every thread.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-2231538078130917582008-08-22T17:23:00.002-04:002009-01-21T16:49:21.842-05:00hiatusI wrote most of that last post over a month ago. Now our blog and our ("official") marriage are coming up on the one-year mark. And I think it's time for me to take a break.<br /><br /><span id="fullpost">I've always been an enthusiastic member of the internet generation--learned basic HTML at 13, started blogging at 18. I'm happy for the ways in which online communication has made it a lot easier to keep in touch with friends and family, near and far. If it weren't for the internet, I don't think Jacob and I would have met, although it may have been remotely possible.<br /><br />But recently, my outlook has taken a turn. I'm feeling deeply disillusioned and unsettled by a feeling of online anomie. It isn't the result of a particular occurrence, but rather an accumulation of smaller experiences. And it's offline as well as online. For example: I often see car magnets proclaiming the message <span style="font-style: italic;">Choose Civility</span>, which references a small movement in Howard County spurred by <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Choosing-Civility-Twenty-five-Considerate-Conduct/dp/0312302509/" target="_blank">this book</a>. Take a moment, if you have the time, to contemplate the need in our society for <span style="font-style: italic;">an entire book</span> essentially explaining how to be nice to other people.<br /><br />I am too often shocked and perplexed by the cruelty and abuse people are capable of inflicting upon each other. These days it's just been wearing on me too much. Governments around the world are starting wars, killing innocent people over money, resources and power. On the morning we left for the beach, a troubled and unstable gunman walked into the Tennessee Valley Unitarian Universalist Church and opened fire, killing two people, injuring six, and leaving the rest of the congregation, the denomination and other well-meaning people everywhere asking, "<span style="font-style: italic;">Why?</span>" How could this happen? How could anyone do such a thing?<br /><br />I've found myself more affected by even the smallest displays of insensitivity--those not at all on the scale of the acts I just mentioned. The driver who leans on her horn the second the light turns green, not noticing that the car in front of her is waiting for a pedestrian to finish crossing. The man at a restaurant who doesn't bother to make eye contact with the waitress, speak to her in full sentences, or say "thank you." The girls on the playground who deliberately leave another girl out of their game for no reason, whispering, "<span style="font-style: italic;">just ignore her.</span>" People all over the internet who think that behind the shield of their computer screens, they can say whatever hurtful things they want, bend reality to their advantage, or make themselves out to be superior.<br /><br />There's hope yet for the girls on the playground. The rest of us, I'm not sure about. I used to think that when you asked someone, "How are you?" they'd say something like, "Fine, thanks; how are you?" Now I'm learning not to expect that as much.<br /><br />Martin Luther King, Jr. wrote in <span style="font-style: italic;">Strength to Love</span> that to contribute positively to the world, one must have both a tough mind and a tender heart, and that softmindedness and hardheartedness are equally detrimental to one's efforts in doing so. He wrote,<br /><blockquote>The hardhearted person never truly loves. He engages in a crass utilitarianism which values other people mainly according to their usefulness to him. He never experiences the beauty of friendship, because he is too cold to feel affection for another and is too self-centered to share another's joy and sorrow. He is an isolated island. No outpouring of love links him with the mainland of humanity.<br /></blockquote><br />I see hardheartedness everywhere I turn, and it drives me crazy, as I'm sure it must drive many of you crazy, too. I used to think that my persistent good will and tenderheartedness would be enough to make a dent while also giving me some sense of hope. But it hasn't, really, and I think it's not just all the hardheartedness that's giving me trouble. It's the combination of that and my own softmindedness. I'm smart enough to act toughminded some of the time, but toughmindedness ultimately isn't about intelligence. It's about focus, discretion, discipline and mental fortitude. With my mind weakened as it has been by the effects of MDD and ADHD, attaining those qualities has been a steep uphill struggle. And it's been hard to extend myself to love, and to accept love, without also being overly affected by my encouters with carelessness, selfishness, apathy and inhumanity.<br /><br />So I think it's time for me to turn my energy elsewhere and continue working to build a tougher mind, more of a balance. I won't be writing here for the time being, and I won't be reading or commenting as much, either. As you may have noticed, Jacob hasn't been too psyched about blogging after typing on a computer all day, so it'll probably be pretty quiet around here.<br /><br />I've let my social networking accounts go fallow as well. I might stick around on <a href="http://www.my.freedomgardens.org/smallredhouse/">Freedom Gardens</a>, since there's not much involved. Otherwise, I'll be on email or in the real world. I'd love to hear from you in any of those places.<br /><br />So long, and thanks for all the fish.<br /></span>mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-76218732880062870762008-08-22T11:51:00.003-04:002009-06-18T23:44:27.580-04:00the invisible stepfamilySorry about the absence, everyone. I'm still sort of decompressing from several crazy-but-wonderful weeks of summer parenting time. It's pretty much baptism by fire for me, compared to the typical parenting learning curve, and considering I'm still somewhat new to this. It feels a little jarring to be unceremoniously thrown into "mom" mode, including being called "your mom" by many well-meaning (but presumptuous) strangers, while not actually being Khymi's mother--not wanting to be, not pretending to be; just assuming similar responsibilities. I guess some would say a stepmother is a kind of mother, but I'm quite aware of the fact that I am not Khymi's mother. That title has always belonged to someone else, and it always will.<br /><br />Every now and then I read another stepparent's account of their integrating a partner and the partner's child(ren) into his or her life, and although I hear a lot of familiar experiences, I've never much liked the "instant family" image that is often described. Maybe many people think of blended families as something like <span style="font-style: italic;">The Brady Bunch</span>. The thing about the Bradys is that Mike was a widower, and no one really knew what Carol's story was, but each set of children was supposed to have been raised exclusively by one parent for some time, before Mike and Carol met and they were just one big happy family--emphasis there on <span style="font-style: italic;">one</span>.<br /><br /><span id="fullpost"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Brady Bunch</span> and its cousins like <span style="font-style: italic;">Yours, Mine and Ours</span> (also about the blending of two widowed families) don't really portray the typical blended family, because they conveniently eliminate any need to discuss divorce/separation and shared custody by making the parents' ex-partners either deceased or completely out of the picture. For most of us, that's just not the case. In my opinion, to call one's new nuclear family an instant family isn't entirely fair to the child(ren) involved, or to the other adults. To me, "instant" it makes it sound effortless for a child to automatically become "ours" and have that be the end of it, when in most cases, the child is also <span style="font-style: italic;">someone else's</span>, and that's a significant part of who that child is. This is true even when one of the parents is deceased or absent, and it's certainly true if the child's other parent is present and involved in his or her life.<br /><br />The fact that the kids have another parent/family somewhere else isn't a bad thing, nor should it reflect negatively on them. Although the two-family situation can sometimes present challenges that non-blended families do not have to face, for the most part, </span><span id="fullpost">it's just the way it is</span><span id="fullpost">. I really don't think it would have been that complicated or inconvenient for Marcia, Jan and Cindy to take an episode off because they were with their father that day. Sitcom writers have made far more unlikely storylines happen when they really wanted to.<br /><br />If I were to make a movie or sitcom about our family... well, it wouldn't be interesting enough. (That's why we all have blogs, right?) But hypothetically, I couldn't even consider making it seem like it's just about the three of us and our life here, no matter how simple it might be to edit here and there to make it look that way. So much of who Khymi is comes from her mother and maternal family, her life and experiences at her other home, and also from her past, years before either her stepfather or I even knew she existed. None of those parts of her life involve me or are under my control. That doesn't mean, though, that I can just operate as if those parts don't exist or matter. If I did, I would essentially be rejecting my stepdaughter's integral, whole being. And so, while we spend most of our time together focusing on maintaining a good family life in the everyday and in this place, Jacob and I know that we are just one side of her uniquely multifaceted life. We are one family, but we are not her one and only.<br /><br />It's a little tiresome, but when one of those well-meaning counselors or teachers says to Khymi, "Let's show your mom what you've learned," I smile and say kindly, "I'm her stepmom, but I'd love to see what she's learned. And maybe we can take a picture to show her mom, too."</span>mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-31570907547077765652008-08-01T11:35:00.003-04:002009-01-21T16:51:12.814-05:00bambooFor once, I'm not talking about the stuff at our house.<br /><br />My mom, textiles PhD and sustainable consumption blogger <a href="http://nicewhitelady.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Nice White Lady</a>, is doing a series this week on clothing/textiles made from bamboo. We personally are all too aware of how "highly renewable" bamboo is, but does that alone make it a more eco-friendly source of material for fabrics? Find out <a href="http://nicewhitelady.blogspot.com/search/label/bamboo" target="_blank">here</a>.<br /><br />As for us, we're finishing up a week at the beach, so we'll catch up after we get back.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-90074301837325915332008-07-25T09:40:00.005-04:002009-01-21T16:53:22.987-05:00waste-free lunches part 4: "hidden" waste reductionSo maybe everything I've written is no news to you. You've been using food savers and cloth lunch bags and water bottles and cold packs for years, and you've got a pretty healthy diet. What else is new? Maybe it's time for us to examine the processes behind our seemingly simple choices, and remember that not all carrot sticks or granola bars are created equally.<br /><br />When I wrote that list above, you may have thought to yourself, "Wait a minute. <span style="font-style: italic;">Granola bars?</span>" A product that comes individually-wrapped in a cardboard box of six doesn't seem to belong on a list of waste-free lunch ingredients.<br /><br />Granola bars are another manufactured and packaged food product that used to be on my regular shopping list, especially if I knew I had a car trip with Khymi coming up. Apart from scanning the ingredients for anything questionable, I didn't really think twice about tossing the box in the cart or grabbing a couple of granola bars on the way out the door. That was until I discovered how easy they are to make at home, with whatever ingredients you like best.<br /><br />Just poke around online and you'll find lots of <a href="http://allrecipes.com/Search/Recipes.aspx?WithTerm=granola%20bars" target="_blank">recipes</a> for different kinds of granola bars.<br /><br />A recipe that's working for us right now (adapted from Vegetarian Times):<br /><blockquote>Chewy Granola Bars! (not vegan.)<br /><br /><u>Ingredients:</u><br />2½ cups rolled oats<br />2 Tbsp. all-purpose flour, or lower protein flour like pastry or <span style="font-style: italic;">rice flour</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">[what's up, <a href="http://alliesanswers.com/">Allie</a>?!]</span><br />¼ tsp. baking soda<br />¼ tsp. salt<br />2/3 cup chopped dried apricots<br />½ cup dried cranberries<br />½ cup almonds (you can chop them up; I like to leave them whole)<br />½ cup maple syrup<br />½ cup almond butter<br />¼ vegetable oil<br />2 egg whites<br /><ol><li>Preheat oven to 350°F/175°C</li><li>Grease a rectangular baking dish (glass works well)</li><li>Combine first four ingredients (dry powdery things) in a bowl. Add the next three (dried fruit/nuts) and stir to coat so the fruit doesn't stick together as much.</li><li>Beat last 4 (wet) ingredients together until smooth. Stir in dry ingredient mixture until well-combined (this works really well in a stand mixer, but a wooden spoon would also probably do the trick).</li><li>Spread mixture in baking dish and moosh it around with a spatula to compress it and make the top and edges nice and even. Sprinkle a little salt on top if you like. Bake for about 30 minutes or until firm. Cool completely before slicing into bars.</li></ol></blockquote>Other recipes are probably really similar. What's great is the versatility--cut into bars of whatever shape and size you prefer. Store them in an airtight container, and pack in lunches, or for road trips or kids' sporting events (for daily lunches, I'd pack one in a very small rectangular food saver). Many of the ingredients are interchangeable, so if you hate raisins or are allergic to peanuts, you can just leave them out. Use a different sweetener (brown sugar, brown rice syrup, honey), or no sweetener. The recipe above might not be vegan, but there are a bunch that are. Crunchy eating habits notwithstanding, you could throw in some M&Ms (or bacon bits, or whatever), if the mood takes you. Experiment!<br /><br />We take so many of these industrial foods for granted, when it's usually not so hard to find or make food that's local, seasonal, and/or uses less packaging. Here's our list from the "food" post again, this time emphasizing some of the hidden choices we found we could make:<br /><br />-Pita pockets with hummus and lettuce, with sliced tomatoes in a separate container to be added on top before eating (prevents sogginess) <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Homemade hummus using dry chickpeas and olive oil purchased in bulk with reusable containers, lettuce from our garden, tomatoes from the farmers' market]</span></span><br />-Tortilla roll-ups with separate containers of egg salad and fixins <span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Homemade tortillas using bulk flour, local eggs from the farmers' market, homemade plain yogurt instead of mayonnaise]</span></span></span><br />-Regular sandwiches (peanut butter & jam, hummus & pesto spread with lettuce and the separate-tomato container) <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">[Homemade bread stored in a reused bag, bulk grind-your-own peanut butter in a reusable container, homemade jam using local strawberries, homemade pesto using homegrown basil]</span></span><br />-Cold leftovers from dinner (cold sesame noodles, pasta with veggies, rice and beans) <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Bulk pasta, rice, dry beans, and soy sauce; veggies from CSA share and farmers' market]</span></span><br />-Carrot sticks or cucumber slices with hummus or dip <span style="font-weight: bold;">--<span style="font-style: italic;">[Carrots purchased in 5-lb bag, cucumbers from farmers' market, dip made from homemade yogurt and homegrown fresh herbs]</span></span><br />-Fresh fruit <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Seasonal fruit (peaches, apricots, cherries, blueberries, blackberries, raspberries) from the farmers' market]</span></span><br />-Dried fruit or trail mix <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Purchased in bulk]</span></span><br />-Granola bars <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[Homemade granola bars using bulk rolled oats, flour, maple syrup, almonds, dried apricots and cranberries, local egg whites, and bulk grind-your-own almond butter]</span></span><br /><br />What a difference, huh? And these are just the choices we could make, or were willing to. Yours would probably look a little different.<br /><br />We still have replacements we're working on--for example, one of our big lingering plastic-packaged vices is tortilla chips. We eat those like it's our job. So we'd like to start making corn tortillas for fresh tortilla chips instead. Same thing with crackers. And one of Khymi's favorite quick lunches is pan-fried dumplings--I even put them in her lunch as a treat on the first and last days of camp--but we buy the packaged frozen ones; we don't make them from scratch. How hard could it be?<br /><br />Well, I think that's it. Any other lunch box tips out there? How easy has it been for you to pack fresher, healthier lunches for yourself or your family? Have you found that sacrificing "convenience" hasn't really meant that much of a sacrifice? What about in the winter when less fresh produce is available locally?<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Other reading about healthy or waste-free kids' lunches:</span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Jacob's Aunt Nora is a school health consultant and writes a blog called <a href="http://createhealthyschools.typepad.com/" target="_blank">Create Healthy Schools</a>, where she discusses healthy school lunches among the many other components of a healthy school.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.wastefreelunches.org/" target="_blank">WasteFreeLunches.org</a> is a site sponsored by the makers of Laptop Lunches, offering lots of advice on reducing waste in portable meals.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://veganlunchbox.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">The Vegan Lunchbox</a> by Jennifer McCann is a source of tons of healthy, impeccably-presented, low-waste, kid-friendly lunches from a vegan perspective.</span><br /></li></ul>mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-88240117814373270302008-07-24T09:14:00.003-04:002009-01-21T16:54:19.098-05:00waste-free lunches part 3: drinksKhymi has a stainless steel water bottle with a sport top. It's durable and washable and it replaced her old polycarbonate water bottle in light of all the concerns over BPA. The problem with stainless steel, though, is that it's a conductor--heat and cold go straight through it. We have neoprene insulating sleeves for our stainless steel bottles, but even those only help for so long. So for day camp, where they don't offer refrigeration, we filled up Khymi's water bottle the night before and froze it, leaving a little room at the top for expansion (if you forget to do this, the bottle will get a rounded bottom like a Weeble--we learned the hard way). The only nice thing about stainless steel's lack of insulation is that it cools down really fast in the freezer.<br /><br />One part of caring for a kid that I haven't really been able to get with is the supposed inevitability of <a href="http://www.dcurbanmom.com/weblog/2008/05/09/firstjuice" target="_blank">JUICE</a>. Look at the fruit juice aisle in every supermarket and there are tons of choices, many intended specifically for kids. And any juice company who knows anything about marketing to kids knows that they have to offer their product in lunch-sized boxes as well as bottles. But when you think about it, why? What's so essential about juice?<br /><br />Since I started eating more locally, one thing I really had to reconsider was juice. I used to buy orange juice every week, but here in the Mid-Atlantic there's no such thing as local orange juice. And really, almost any other fruit juice is the same way. Even if it's organic, 100% juice, who knows where it really came from, or how much energy was used to produce and package it?<br /><br />So now we buy local milk, and we drink filtered tap water. Every now and then, as a treat, we buy a glass bottle of juice or a couple of cans of organic sparkling fruit "soda" from the store. And one of the pleasures of autumn is the arrival of apple cider at the farmers' market.<br /><br />For these hot summer days at camp, we felt like it was more important to provide Khymi with enough cold water to drink than to satisfy her (typical kid's) desire for a sweet drink like juice. True, juice contains some vitamins and other nutrients, but for that purpose I'd rather she just have the whole fruit. If we happen to have juice at home, we're happy to give her a glass with an afternoon snack or with dinner.<br /><br />Eliminating something we previously took for granted, like juice, brings me to tomorrow's final post: the behind-the-scenes trash in a portable meal.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-87655943919564906392008-07-23T09:22:00.004-04:002009-01-21T16:55:26.412-05:00waste-free lunches part 2: foodJacob takes a lunch to work with him every day, and it's usually some sort of leftovers from dinner. We try to make a big batch of some all-in-one dish at the beginning of the week so he'll get a few days' worth of lunches out of it. But that plan wasn't going to work for Khymi--for one thing, Jacob keeps a microwaveable bowl at the office so he can heat up his leftovers (no such luck at camp), and for another thing, kids are less keen on eating the exact same thing several days in a row.<br /><br />Two things seem to increase lunch appeal for kids: small tastes of many different foods, and some sort of interactive element. I don't doubt that this is what made Lunchables such a huge hit when they were first introduced. If you're my age, you remember the advent of Lunchables--little cracker sandwiches that the kids can build themselves, and a miniature dessert or drink, all in a seemingly space-age disposable tray. (And if you're anything like me, you were annoyed that your parents unjustly denied you the coolness of Lunchables and continued to send you to school with sandwiches, yogurt and fruit.) So we tried keep that in mind in order to re-create the Lunchables experience--without all the packaging and preservatives.<br /><br />Here are some of the different foods we tried out:<br />-Pita pockets with hummus and lettuce, with sliced tomatoes in a separate container to be added on top before eating (prevents sogginess)<br />-Tortillas with separate containers of egg salad and fixins, to be made into roll-ups at lunchtime<br />-Regular sandwiches (peanut butter & jam, hummus & pesto spread with lettuce and the separate-tomato container)<br />-Cold leftovers from dinner (cold sesame noodles, pasta with veggies, rice and beans)<br />-Carrot sticks or cucumber slices with hummus or dip<br />-Fresh fruit<br />-Dried fruit or trail mix<br />-Granola bars<br /><br />We sat down with Khymi before she started camp and asked what some of her favorite lunches and snacks are. She's homeschooled, so she's not exactly used to brown-bagging it, but she does bring lunches and snacks to swim meets, as well as on the roughly four-hour ride between here and her mom's house. I think she appreciated being involved in the planning, as well as picking out ingredients at the farmers market and the store, and helping grow vegetables in our home garden (she has unofficially given herself the job of "lettuce washer"). In my experience, you're more likely to appreciate what's put in front of you (no matter how old you are) if you had some hand in the process--growing, buying or cooking.<br /><br />Tomorrow I'll talk a little about drinks and ditching the juice box. See you then!mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-65792349270620070862008-07-22T10:33:00.004-04:002009-01-21T16:56:37.859-05:00waste-free lunches part 1: lunchboxes, containers, utensils<span style="font-style: italic;">[Note: I know a picture is worth a thousand words, and it might be more effective to show, not tell, but I'd rather readers make their own consumer decisions. Hence the verbal descriptions with no links to products or pictures containing brand labels, although there are a few cases where I don't mind making an exception. In general, I know that anyone reading this is savvy enough to find what works best for them.]</span><br /><br />The last time Jacob packed day-camp lunches for Khymi, she was in a half-day camp. She was five, and we had gotten her a small, simple, one-compartment insulated bag. This time, we realized that that wasn't going to cut it for an older kid at a full-day camp where she'd be involved in lots of physical activity. We went for a bigger, more durable ripstop soft-sided lunch box, with separate insulated and non-insulated compartments and space for a cold pack. Other criteria: lead-free, no "licensed characters" (i.e. our kid is not advertising for Viacom unless <span style="font-style: italic;">they</span> pay <span style="font-style: italic;">us</span>...sorry, Dora).<br /><br />One of the reasons the lunch box needed to be so big is that we knew we wouldn't be using plastic bags. We've amassed a pretty big pile of food savers, from cheaper "disposable" plastic containers to multi-packs in various sizes, to a lunch container with a built-in spoon and fork in the lid. Reusable containers are the way to go, but they are a less efficient use of space, so we had to consider that in buying a big enough lunch box.<br /><br />Apart from the lunch box, we already had all of those containers, so we didn't need to go around gratuitously buying lots of new stuff. But I have to say that if we had been starting from scratch, I would have seriously considered a <a href="http://www.laptoplunches.com/" target="_blank">Laptop Lunch</a> or some other neat little bento- or tiffin-like contraption. In retrospect, I also think we should have bought a lunch box with a detachable carrying strap.<br /><br />Sometimes it did make a lot more sense to pack a dry snack like crackers or trail mix in a bag instead of a plastic food saver, so it could go in the smaller, non-insulated compartment. In these cases, we used one of our small <a href="http://www.reusablebags.com/store/organic-cotton-mesh-produce-bags-p-689.html" target="_blank">cotton produce bags</a>.<br /><br />One nifty (if somewhat gimmicky) new container I found was <a href="http://www.fit-fresh.com/products/transportation/healthyfoodsnacker.php" target="_blank">this one</a>, which has a lower compartment for fruit, vegetables or granola and an upper one for dip or yogurt, with a small cold pack that snaps in between. The problems were that it was a little bulky to fit in a lunch box, and although I found it easy to handle, the seven-year-old had trouble closing the lid of the top container tightly enough to prevent leaking. I think it might be a better sort of thing for an adult or an older child.<br /><br />As for utensils, one of the containers comes with plastic utensils, but otherwise we'd just throw in some silverware from home. We also included a cloth napkin instead of paper.<br /><br />Tomorrow: what all we put <span style="font-style: italic;">in</span> those containers!mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-43789159567868472092008-07-21T23:00:00.001-04:002009-01-21T16:57:33.459-05:00the quest for healthy, waste-free lunches<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">[<span style="font-weight: bold;">Note:</span> There's a chance that some of you might have had the tenacity to read this in its original format after I posted it on Monday afternoon. Since then I've decided that it was </span>really long<span style="font-style: italic;"> and worth breaking up into multiple posts.]</span></span><br /><br />One change we know we have to make when we add a growing seven-year-old to our household is the amount of food we buy. Besides the additional food we eat at meal times, having a kid in the house means meeting the frequent demand for between-meal snacks. Our first instinct when we want a snack to is to reach for the bag of tortilla chips, but now we also stock up more at the farmers market for fresh fruits and vegetables to snack on, and we make a lot of air-popped popcorn and homemade <a href="http://smallredhouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/yogurt-redux.html#links">yogurt</a>.<br /><br />Because of our schedules, Khymi spends part of her time here going to day camp. Last year, she went to a camp that provided a "kid-friendly" lunch that turned out to include a lot of processed meats (lunch meat, chicken nuggets), processed cheeses, packaged chips and pretzels, and also some fresh fruit. It was nice for us not to have to bother packing a lunch, and it gave Khymi one less thing to keep track of, but we also felt like the food options could have been healthier and more varied. Khymi isn't the only kid I know who will happily eat healthy, whole foods if that's what's provided (she puts our eating habits at her age to shame). For some reason, "kid-friendly" often ends up meaning salty, sweet, starchy, bland, processed and over-packaged. (Take a look at any kids' menu anywhere and it's plain to see why so many parents are <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/30/dining/30kids.html" target="_blank">frustrated with the assumption</a> that their kids are incapable of making healthy food choices.)<br /><br />This year, we chose two day camps within walking distance of our house. Neither one provided a lunch. After last summer, it was kind of a relief to have more control over what Khymi was eating, but also a challenge, because we knew we'd have to come up with a healthy lunch and snacks every weekday for the time she was in camp. We were also dreading inevitable encounters with the more wasteful aspects of bag lunches: juice boxes, individual packages, and countless plastic baggies. As it turns out, we were able to make wholesome, kid-friendly lunches with little to no disposable waste. Over the next few days, I'll be posting what we've learned in four installments:<br /><ol><li>Lunchboxes, containers, utensils</li><li>Food</li><li>Drinks</li><li>"Hidden" waste reduction</li></ol>Check back soon!mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-89271260995948886242008-07-21T10:52:00.004-04:002009-01-21T16:58:45.115-05:00we're still alive.Well, for the last three weeks, we've had a small person living here. In case you have kids and you were wondering what it's like to be a primarily non-custodial parent with no other children:<br /><br />Imagine your life before you had any kids. Waiting until 8 PM to decide what to eat for dinner, not really caring about the cleanliness of your floors, leaving sharp objects lying around, staying out late on the weekends, using swear words liberally...then imagine your life as it is right now. Which is a good life, and can be immensely rewarding, but in a different way, right?<br /><br />Then imagine time-traveling between those two states on a regular basis. That's kind of what it's been like for Jacob, I think, and if you also imagine that your child entered your life as a fully-formed, potty-trained and otherwise competent four-year-old, that's kind of what it's been like for me. It's becoming important to me, though, when I discuss these things, not to rely too much on that imagery. It's something I'd like to post about in more detail soon.<br /><br />I've been doing a lot of thinking like this since Khymi arrived, about how being a stepmother has changed my life, about which changes are similar to those associated with becoming a (legal/biological) parent and which ones are very different. I've also been noticing the changing face of the American family, and how more often than not, popular culture fails to reflect it. And I've been trying to think of ways to share my thoughts here without getting too personal, because so little of what I see on the Internet deals with experiences like mine or families like ours.<br /><br />These days, more of our time is spent at the pool than on the blogs. But hopefully soon we'll get in some posts dealing with consumer waste, specifically food packaging (how's that for a change of subject?). Individually-wrapped food items are maddeningly ubiquitous, but also surprisingly avoidable...stay tuned.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-19350628316188622342008-07-08T21:46:00.003-04:002009-01-21T16:59:33.126-05:00NWL on Kojo<a href="http://nicewhitelady.blogspot.com/">Nice White Lady</a>, a.k.a. my mom, is going to be on WAMU's Kojo Nnamdi Show tomorrow talking about a longtime favorite topic (can you tell?): clothing and gender. <a href="http://wamu.org/programs/kn/08/07/09.php#21116">Check it out</a>!<br /><br />The show is the second in a three-part series about clothing and culture. She was also on last Wednesday to discuss sustainable/ethical fashion--audio is still available <a href="http://wamu.org/programs/kn/08/07/02.php#21371">online</a>.<br /><br />In other news, hi. I'll be back soon.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-61414005547940044912008-06-12T12:24:00.004-04:002008-06-12T13:17:21.202-04:00PSASo, this whole blog thing is kind of all over the place. There are bloggers out there who have <span style="font-style: italic;">a purpose</span>. Here, not so much. We are what some would call a <a href="http://www.breedemandweep.com/wp-trackback.php?p=377">marketing nightmare</a>. Good thing that's not the point in our case. We're just talking to anyone who cares to listen.<br /><br />But anyway, even when you have no <span style="font-style: italic;">purpose</span>, there comes a time when your right sidebar gets too long, and you think it might be nice to also have a left sidebar. And you discover that your blogging system of choice ("the poor man's Wordpress/MoveableType/TypePad/AnythingReally") isn't too versatile in this regard. Which is why I am glad there are people out there who know a little CSS, like the good ol' <a href="http://bguide.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-columns-step-by-step-guides.html">Blogger Guide</a>. They share this stuff for free, so I am giving credit where credit is due.<br /><br />In other news: our power went out for 56 hours last week right when the heat wave hit, leaving us with no ceiling fan, no <span style="font-style: italic;">any kind of fan</span>, and no refrigerated food. Then it was still hot. Ridiculously hot. Cat-won't-sleep-anywhere-but-the-bathroom-floor hot. Now Father's Day is closing in, and certain daughters/stepmoms might want to get their act together...mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-23508844905349719112008-06-04T10:04:00.005-04:002009-01-21T17:01:51.102-05:00yogurt reduxEver since we got interested in making yogurt (again, thanks to inspiration from Mama Monster), we've found a few different methods that all seem to work. And since then, when I mention that we've started making our own, the next thing I usually hear is, "How?"<br /><br />Making yogurt is kind of a ridiculously simple but fascinating process. Methods vary, but they always involve the same basic steps:<br /><ul><li>Heat milk (of any kind: whole, skim, soy, goat, whatever you prefer) to about 185°F to kill any bad bacteria, but not so hot that the milk curdles<br /></li><li>Cool it to about 110°F - 120°F (opinions vary, but this is about the temperature that will get the yogurt cultures all happy)</li><li>Add good bacteria (active yogurt cultures) in the form of a couple tablespoons of yogurt from a previous batch, or from store-bought plain yogurt</li><li>Somehow keep the milk warm for 8 - 12 hours so the cultures can do their thing. In this warm environment, they begin to reproduce, eat the lactose (dairy sugar) in the milk and release lactic acid, which is what makes yogurt taste sour. The increase in acidity also makes the milk thicker. Once the yogurt is chilled, the cultures slow down and go back to sleep. Wow! Science!<br /></li></ul>How you heat the milk, how you check the temperature, and how you keep the milk warm are the variables, and they depend on what you have or what you are willing to buy.<br /><ul><li>The easiest option for many people is to buy a home yogurt maker. It takes the guesswork out of the heating and cooling, and automatically maintains the optimum temperature for you. It does use electricity, but if you don't have the time to be watching over a pot of milk, it might be a worthwhile investment.</li><br /><li>If you have an electric heating pad, try the detailed instructions at <a href="http://makeyourownyogurt.com/">MakeYourOwnYogurt.com</a>. We used this method for a while, even though we don't have a heating pad. We just piled a bunch of towels over the pot of milk to keep it warm.</li><br /><li>If you have a microwave and a Thermos, try <a href="http://bean-sprouts.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-to-make-greek-yogurt.html">Bean Sprouts' method</a>. Melanie also includes a handy troubleshooting list and an extra step to make thicker Greek-style yogurt.</li><br /><li>Just wing it. I recently showed up for a workshop with the <a href="http://permibus.org/">PermiBus</a> folks on their Skills for a New Millennium tour, prepared to make a water jacket and use a candy thermometer like in the MakeYourOwnYogurt directions. While a candy or dairy thermometer is a handy thing to have, it's probably not essential. The people at the workshop suggested a couple of rough measures to tell if your milk is the right temperature: When it starts to froth and form a skin, it's hot enough. When it's bath temperature (i.e. hot, but not so hot you'd scald yourself), it's cool enough to add the cultures. They made the yogurt directly in glass mason jars, which eliminates having to put it in a storage container once it's done.</li></ul>So there are some options. The way we've been doing it recently is heating the milk directly in a pot on the stove, putting the starter yogurt at the bottom of a couple of pre-heated 24-ounce mason jars, pouring the milk in the jars, stirring and closing the lids tightly. Then we roll up the jars in towels and leave them all day or overnight. When it's done, we stir vigorously and stick the yogurt in the fridge. The end!<br /><br />Homemade yogurt is thinner than most store-bought yogurt, because the manufacturers usually add a thickener like pectin or gelatin (if you use a store-bought yogurt as a starter, make sure there aren't any such additives; just milk and active cultures). If you want to thicken your yogurt, use Bean Sprouts' straining method (link above).<br /><br />Why make your own yogurt?<br /><ul><li>It's cheaper (ours works out to be about half the price of store-bought)</li><li>No waste; no plastic containers piling up</li><li>You know exactly what's in it</li></ul>And it's delicious! I like it as a snack with fruit or jam, for breakfast with muesli, or in smoothies (hello, frozen strawberries). You can also use it as a substitute in recipes that call for buttermilk. Or make a sort of raita by mixing a few tablespoons with a pinch of salt and some chopped fresh herbs like mint, chives, or if you're into that kind of thing, <a href="http://ihatecilantro.com/">cilantro</a>. Great as a condiment with spicy foods.<br /><br />Go forth and multiply some bacteria!mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-8739765933451599092008-06-01T23:59:00.003-04:002009-01-21T17:02:12.350-05:00people doing good things<ul><li>Author Sharon Astyk has been running her style of blog challenge for about a month now:<br /><br /><a href="http://sharonastyk.com/2008/04/29/independence-days-my-first-challenge"><img 0="" 10px="" alt="Independence" days="" challenge="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ndgSYbdkZ0/SBqwFz-sGiI/AAAAAAAABRQ/xulKaz0Q3Xc/S1600-R/IndependenceB3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The idea is that people get into the habit of promoting food independence in their everyday lives. It's a blog challenge, so people check in each week to report how much they've planted, harvested, managed, etc.--a good use of the "online support group" aspect of blogging. I haven't been committed enough to the blog thing recently to check in, but I've had Sharon's list in my head almost every day as I think of what to do next.<br /></li><br /><br /><li>We joined the <a href="http://www.greatsunflower.org/">Great Sunflower Project</a>, whose goal is to track bees' presence in as many locations in North America as possible. They send you free sunflower seeds, and assuming your sunflowers grow, you sit and watch the sunflowers once a week to see how many bees visit them.</li><br /><br /><li>Last, but certainly not least, some of our neighbors right here in our city have started a community garden on a large vacant lot. Check out <a href="http://foodnotblight.blogspot.com/">Food Not Blight</a> to read their story.<br /></li></ul>mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-60699306245896801552008-05-29T15:31:00.020-04:002009-01-21T17:03:52.710-05:00what else is newI started reading a new book called <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Homestead-Year-Judith-Moffett/dp/155821352X/">Homestead Year</a>, written in the early- to mid-1990s when many of the back-to-the-land folks had since gone back-to-the-yuppie-suburbs and Al Gore was just a boring vice president. At least to me--but I was about ten years old during the title year and really wasn't concerned with a lot more than how many different colors of slouch socks I owned.<br />Anyway, so far, so good. Although I would like to say I'm a little tired of authors who talk about farming on a humble <span style="font-style: italic;">acre of land</span>. With all due respect, cry me a river, guys. Come take a look at our streetcar suburb lot of about a sixth of an acre, plagued by a north-facing slant, too much shade, and the ever-encroaching bamboo and ailanthus, and maybe you will feel a little better. Not only that, but this is the most land I've lived on since I lived with my parents. Up until this year, I was lucky to have a rooftop or a balcony for a little outdoor space. But I suppose the point here is that however small our space may seem to us, we've got to try to make the best of it. (Jacob often refers me to the story of the <a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/story/46/story_4648_1.html" target="_blank">cow in the house</a>).<br /><br />One way I found to use less space is potatoes planted in an old trash can:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8f6H-SGDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sM7pF3mW4qU/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8f6H-SGDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sM7pF3mW4qU/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205914777696737330" border="0" /></a>This is one of many, many experiments we've got going on in the garden. It's pretty much all experiments right now, because we barely know what we're doing, and this is our first season living here. But the potatoes have been pretty easy so far:<br />I just scrubbed out an old trash can and rinsed with hot water and distilled vinegar, drilled several holes in the bottom, planted some seed potatoes in some soil at the bottom of the trash can and they've gone from there. Every time they get a few inches taller, we cover them with old dead leaves, coir or light soil. I planted these in March, so supposedly in a couple more months, the plants will flower and die back and we'll have a trash can full of potatoes. I'll believe it when I see it...potatoes and root crops make me nervous because you <span style="font-style: italic;">can't see what's going on</span>! But I really hope it works, because this has probably been one of the easiest projects.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8iZn-SGEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VliTmcZmKqY/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8iZn-SGEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VliTmcZmKqY/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205917517885872194" border="0" /></a>The collard greens were an impulse buy of Jacob's at the co-op one day, and they were really suffering for a while, but now they are doing well. I love collard greens. I just want to bite 'em. (Upon further inspection, it looks like something has, in fact, bitten them. Hm...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8jcn-SGFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Pt77X6-IdE8/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8jcn-SGFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Pt77X6-IdE8/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205918668937107538" border="0" /></a>Here's another experiment. We had an old birdbath lying under our deck, so I thought I'd plant something with shallow roots in it, like lettuce. Cute idea, but kind of stupid, seeing as how birdbaths do not drain. I don't want to use this as a real birdbath, though, because we have a crazy mosquito problem around here.<br /><br />What else is on the deck?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8kXH-SGGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8BGBIdR9E4I/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8kXH-SGGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8BGBIdR9E4I/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205919673959454818" border="0" /></a>Ah, yes. As you can see, we do not have a clothesline yet. It seems like money evaporates when the weather gets warm. It's on the list, and the drying rack works fine for now.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8k1n-SGHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TQJHOP4ZJGU/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8k1n-SGHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TQJHOP4ZJGU/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205920197945464946" border="0" /></a>In front of the house is Khymi's flowerbed, a lesson in delayed gratification. There are zinnias, cosmos, and...some other stuff. We take care of it when she's not here, but we still let her take most of the credit.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8ljn-SGII/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZTGnqZTZtXw/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8ljn-SGII/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZTGnqZTZtXw/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205920988219447426" border="0" /></a>I have been waiting and waiting for these lovely peonies to bloom. See, I am not a pink hater.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8l03-SGJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eAPDScp7sIA/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8l03-SGJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eAPDScp7sIA/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205921284572190866" border="0" /></a>The newest thing out front is our tomato trellis. We saw a blurb about tomato trellising in Organic Gardening and thought we might as well get some use out of that damned bamboo. We'll be growing cucumbers, and maybe pole beans, on the tripods. The bed is a <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lasagna-Gardening-Small-Spaces-Containers/dp/0875968864/">lasagna garden</a> with layers of coir, municipal leaf compost, decomposed horse manure, and our backyard compost. More experiments!<br /><br />Here's something we did not grow:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8nMX-SGKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fBMWX4T_pCs/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8nMX-SGKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fBMWX4T_pCs/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205922787810744482" border="0" /></a>Mulberries! There is a big, huge mulberry tree, and we didn't even notice last summer because it was later on when we moved here. Naturally, it is over the the driveway, so we have had to park our (white) car on the street for the past few days. Anyway, you can see that a lot of them are just about to ripen! A few have ripened already, and I got about a pound this afternoon just by shaking the branches within my reach:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8oHH-SGLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Y9fwBACvAjY/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8oHH-SGLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Y9fwBACvAjY/s320/IMG_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205923797128059058" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(The white petals are from an adjacent tree).</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />I don't adore the taste of mulberries, but they're good, and there are so many that we thought we ought to do something with them. I've read that they make good wine, but we don't have the equipment for that. Any other suggestions?<br /><br />Remember how pleased we were when we finally <a href="http://smallredhouse.blogspot.com/2008/02/tougher-bamboo-sweeter-victory.html">conquered the bamboo</a> back in February? Sure enough, it's back with a vengeance:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8q43-SGMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/If7CDJgVcUE/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8q43-SGMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/If7CDJgVcUE/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205926850849806530" border="0" /><br /></a><div style="text-align: left;">Ugh. It's growing faster than we can keep up with it. Let's talk about something else.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8rP3-SGNI/AAAAAAAAALA/Z80UFE-ETkc/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SD8rP3-SGNI/AAAAAAAAALA/Z80UFE-ETkc/s320/IMG_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205927245986797778" border="0" /></a>Like jam! Look at those little jars. They just look happy. I didn't think it would be possible, but almost all the strawberries are used up or frozen.<br /><br />Well, that's where we're at, and it's almost June. With any luck, I'll have much to report in a month or two. Hope you're all enjoying these sunny days.<br /></div></div></div></div>mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-55335707298444819662008-05-26T17:39:00.005-04:002009-01-22T11:26:28.795-05:00jackson!Along with strawberry season came a baby named Jackson. As of Thursday morning, the <strike>queen of the mountain</strike> only kid at the Small Red House is now also the <strike>omnipotent ringleader</strike> eldest of three over at <a href="http://www.familyhack.com/" target="_blank">Family Hack</a>. We hear everyone's doing great and we wish them the very best!mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-54712511956477953532008-05-25T20:08:00.005-04:002009-01-21T23:06:25.405-05:00looking for berries, berries for jam.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SDoAin-SGCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q8XFW8ZOfzw/s1600-h/strawberries.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fTVhx5b-W60/SDoAin-SGCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q8XFW8ZOfzw/s320/strawberries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204472914225797154" border="0" /></a><br />Yes sir.<br /><br />You're looking at fifty pounds of strawberries. On Saturday, the people in the small red house, plus one cousin, dragged themselves out of bed to spend the morning at a local pick-your-own farm. (Well, those of us under the age of 16 did not require any dragging). A more perfect day you couldn't have asked for--not too hot, blue sky, and rows upon rows of beautiful ripe berries.<br /><br />There is just nothing like strawberries in season. There was a certain giddiness among all the visitors at the farm, kind of like when the kids in <span style="font-style: italic;">Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory</span> first walk into the room made of candy. Kids of all ages were scrambling around among the rows, their zeal renewed when they'd come across a good spot or a particularly outstanding specimen (I heard my fair share of, "Ima! Look how big THIS one is!!!")...a good time was had by all and I recommend it for all ages, if you're not growing your own berries. Local small-scale farmers could use our support.<br /><br />Anyway, we got home and realized that we had just brought fifty pounds of strawberries into our house. So today Jacob and I and aforementioned cousin spent the afternoon cooking and canning strawberry jam and preserves. The rest we're dipping in chocolate or just plain devouring, or freezing (to be used later in pies, ice cream, smoothies, popsicles...)<br /><br />This has all made me feel rather insecure about our little strawberry jar outside with a few measly plants and halfhearted berries. But we're still excited for what the rest of the season has in store.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-58531833076232834352008-05-14T17:34:00.010-04:002009-01-21T17:00:27.988-05:00pink at the rink: some thoughts on children and genderIt's official: I am becoming my mother.<br /><br />Okay, let's back up. A while back, I started taking ice skating lessons. Or rather, re-started. When I was in elementary school I was a half-decent figure skater, but then I stopped when I was about eleven. I was 4'9". Now I'm 5'9". So I thought I would re-learn some of the skills now that I'm a lot farther from the ground than before.<br /><br />Anyway, one day I was at the ice rink lacing up my skates, observing a group of young parents and their group of young skaters and their siblings; about ten children, mostly girls, maybe ages 2 - 5. Every single girl was wearing something pink. I counted. At least one article of clothing each, but in some cases a lot more. Pink shoes, pink scarves, pink jackets, pink gloves. Jeans with pink-themed embroidery and appliqués. Pink barrettes. All of them.<br /><br />Why? Are they afraid people won't know they're girls? Or, the more likely explanation--pink is hard to avoid when you're buying girls' clothing.<br /><span id="fullpost">I don't have anything against pink itself. It's an inherently nice color, one that occurs in nature in the form of beautiful cherry blossoms, seashells and birds' feathers, not to mention all of our own bodies' mucus membranes (okay, maybe not the most pleasant image). I will also freely admit that despite this claim, I own hardly any pink clothing.<br /><br />Many people I know have made the good point that rejecting pink because it's a "girly" color is just as bad as insisting on it. It's still an acceptance of the idea of pink as feminine, when really you should just choose according to your preference no matter what. This makes sense, and it would make more sense if our preferences weren't completely skewed by the culture we live in. If we could all make truly unbiased decisions, don't you think that <span style="font-style: italic;">some</span> men and boys would prefer pink and pastels too (I know, <span style="font-style: italic;">besides </span>the frat guys who wear pink polo shirts to be ironic)? Why should it be women's responsibility to reject or reclaim something when the point is ultimately that color shouldn't indicate gender?<br /><br />A couple years ago, I spotted a posting on Craigslist:<br /><br /><blockquote>Looking to trade Bumbo seats, I'll take any color! Just can't stand putting my boy in purple!</blockquote><br />Really, I think this is interesting. It's remarkable to me that pink is so completely inescapable in the girls' section, but even more telling is its conspicuous absence from the boys' section (does anyone ever wish there were just a <span style="font-style: italic;">kids</span>' section?). At least girls can wear "masculine" clothing (those are huge incredulous quotation marks) if they want, and no one's really the wiser. It's cute if a girl wears boys' clothing. It's tomboyish. It's endearing...sort of in the way that it's endearing when a child dresses up like an adult. (You'll see what I mean in a minute).<br /><br />But heaven help the boy who wants to wear girls' clothing. Heaven help that Craigslist parent who got stuck with the lavender (yes, it's actually lavender) Bumbo seat. I honestly wonder what this person envisions--how this lavender apparatus might scar his or her child so. Will he take on "feminine" qualities from this piece of obviously girly plastic? Will he become...sensitive? Nurturing? Artistic? Vulnerable? Sympathetic? Reserved? What a failure this child could become! A blue Bumbo seat, stat!<br /><br />I think it's the universal undesirability of "femininity" that says the most about our culture. We could look at things like careers, but let's stick with appearance to keep it simple. Comfort and practicality aside, a woman wearing "masculine" clothing (work overalls, a loose-fitting Oxford shirt, or a necktie) in our modern context is seen as strong, daring and even intelligent. A man wearing a skirt, however, is generally considered bizarre and sometimes perverse. Parents can feel free to buy red, yellow, blue and green for their daughters, but they wouldn't <span style="font-style: italic;">dare</span> put their sons in lavender or pink. What this tells me is that it's fine for the subordinate group to try and emulate the dominant, but put the other way around, it seems...backwards. And that means that (surprise!) women are still an inferior class.<br /><br />I don't know. Call me stuck in the second wave, but I don't think it's so great that girls and women (or rather, the large companies that manufacture our clothing) are reclaiming pink. A real change with have come when a) men can feel comfortable being "feminine" as much as women are comfortable being "masculine" and b) eventually the current concepts of masculine and feminine have blurred to the point of being almost indistinguishable.<br /><br />I realize that it seems completely counterintuitive that women should somehow need validation from men to prove that femininity is obsolete, but that's just it: it's just gender. I'm not looking to preserve it. Sex, for the most part, is undeniable. Women will always be women. Men will always be men. Adult men and women have some physical differences that make certain clothing more practical for one sex than for another, but guess what? When you're a kid, those differences are much fewer. Children's bodies are almost exactly the same until they hit puberty. Separate kinds of underpants should be pretty much all you need. The rest is all gender. It's noise. It's an empty signifier.<br /><br />I've been thinking a lot about all of this recently, because it seems like a lot of people in my life are having babies, and I've been hearing a lot of, "It's a good thing/it's too bad _____ is having a boy/girl because ______." If it's not their first child, there's talk of hand-me-downs and whether or not they'll be useful.<br /><br />Today, the comments on SouleMama's <a href="http://www.soulemama.com/soulemama/2008/05/ready-for-summe.html">latest post</a> said it all over again: multiple uses of the words 'sweet' and 'adorable', and lots of people either being grateful they have a girl so they can make sweet, adorable clothes, or wishing they had a girl for whom to make sweet, adorable clothes. (To be fair, Amanda Soule's sons have beautiful clothes, too, and they seem to love the domestic arts as well, which I think is great). But it left me thinking, <span style="font-style: italic;">boys (little, baby boys even!) can't be sweet, delicate and adorable?</span><br /><br />Wouldn't it be great if there were just <span style="font-style: italic;">kids'</span> clothes, and nobody had to buy a whole new wardrobe for an opposite-sex younger sibling? What a victory against consumer culture that would be!<br /><br />The reason I say I'm becoming my mother is that gender in children's clothing has been one of her main research areas since before I was born (at this point, she could write a book...hmm). I guess I've learned to notice stuff like this.<br /><br />Notice is one thing, practice is another. I've never had a baby and I don't fully know the questions gender can present. My stepdaughter came into my life at age four, with a full wardrobe and some preferences already in place. I'm interested in hearing about the experiences and thoughts of parents who have had small children, especially those who have had both boys and girls. What place does gender have in this 21st-century generation of kids?<br /></span>mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-57105038828652450192008-05-01T22:25:00.005-04:002009-01-21T23:07:10.646-05:00dear internetI've been on a self-imposed sort of blog hiatus recently. I've been meeting some new people and spending a little time with old friends and family. And I've been thinking a lot about the people behind the blogs.<br /><br />In <span style="font-style: italic;">The Phantom Tollbooth</span> there is a character named the Dodecahedron. A dodecahedron is a three-dimensional shape with twelve pentagonal faces. And <span style="font-style: italic;">the</span> Dodecahedron has twelve faces, each with a different emotion. I sometimes think of people as various polyhedra, with many different faces.<br /><br />The weird thing about this culture on the internet is it makes it possible for us to conveniently show only the faces we choose to show. Usually we like to show the happy face, or the pleased face, or the proud face. And after a while we end up with these constructions of people that aren't really people. Just a few faces.<br /><br />Blogs and social networking have been presenting me with the same few themes, with some exceptions. Themes somewhat like these:<br />-Here Is My Expertly Photographed Family and All of My Good Parenting Decisions at Work!<br />-I Heard About This New Thing/Method/Tip/Or Maybe Totally Meaningless Information First.<br />-Let's All Talk About What Good People We Are!<br />-I Will Admit I'm Flawed, But In A Funny Way!<br /><br />I don't mean to sound disparaging. I enjoy participating when it comes to subjects like these, no doubt. But sometimes I wonder about the real people, the real stories. What's your first memory? What was the worst fight you had with your spouse/partner? What would you consider the low point in your relationship with your parents? When was the last time you cried? What have you done that really made you wonder if you were a bad parent?<br /><br />If you answer these types of questions in list form, it's called a meme and it's considered an act of self-pity. But hardly anyone likes to discuss these things at length or with any degree of sincerity. If we show our less impressive faces, we have to use some sort of defense mechanism (sarcasm, irony, "snarkiness"). Maybe because we're afraid of marring our spotless self-constructed internet images.<br /><br />I understand that there's a line between public and private life, and it's up to each of us to determine what that means to us. But it's strange that "public" usually automatically means what we consider the best sides.<br /><br />My friend has two beautiful and creative children, and up until somewhat recently, was half of one of the coolest couples I knew. Her world turned upside-down when she and her husband split up. But she kept blogging. She kept being sincere and sharing what she felt comfortable sharing. I think that's admirable.<br /><br />The author of one of the funniest "parenting blogs" around, <a href="http://www.finslippy.com/">Finslippy</a>, recently chose to share with her hundreds (thousands?) of readers that she had suffered a miscarriage.<br /><br />Breakups happen. I know; if nothing else, we stepparents wouldn't be around if it weren't for breakups. Miscarriages happen. Grief happens. People are vulnerable. We get sad. We make mistakes. We aren't perfect.<br /><br />I'm not saying the blogosphere should be one big therapy session. But personally, I find a little sincerity refreshing. It's nice to hear someone is going through what you might be going through, or what you've already been through.<br /><br />I haven't noticed a unity of opposites in our culture. We want the best, the greatest, the happiest and the most perfect. Maybe we should try to accept more of a balance, an equilibrium.<br /><br />I'm thinking about how I might approach this in the future. For now, a struggle and a pleasure...<br /><br />I have suffered from mental illnesses for the past decade, or maybe longer--Major Depressive Disorder, which I at least know runs in my family, and ADHD, the origins of which I'm less sure. I have done badly in school despite being quite intelligent, and sometimes I have struggled to be a productive adult. My mental health has been the single greatest burden I have carried in my life.<br /><br />Today I turned twenty-six. I watched ants crawl around the sticky buds of a peony, I planted lettuce, and shared a wonderful dinner with someone who loves me. Tomorrow we are getting on the train to go to Vermont. I'm really looking forward to it.<br /><br />That's the truth.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-24489421999770816102008-04-22T16:08:00.005-04:002009-01-22T11:48:23.512-05:00our cargo bikeRemember my <a href="http://smallredhouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-on-two-wheels.html">post</a> about our "new" (old) Craigslist bike? Back in November, when oil was $96 a barrel? Ha ha!<br /><br />Well, autumn changed into winter, winter changed into spring (ahh, nice). Many a pretty day has come and gone but I kept forgetting to take a picture. So here you go:<br /><br /><center><img src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Empaoletti1/images/bike_small.jpg" /></center><br /><br />Consider it my contribution to Earth Day (although if you want some real perspective, <a href="http://nicewhitelady.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-bother.html">read what my mom has to say</a>).<br /><br />As you can see, I did install the wire pannier baskets, with the help of the great folks at our local <a href="http://mrbikecoop.com/">bike co-op</a>. In this picture, I've got my grocery bags in there, ready to go. The woven front basket came from a <a href="http://www.cometherevolution.org/">friend</a>.<br /><br />We have both really loved riding this bike so far. We're fortunate in that we're about the same height, so we can share.<br /><br />What you can't see is that there are two glass milk bottles in that green bag. It's taken a little improvisation to figure what to do with fragile groceries, but I've found that making a "bumper" out of something softer (a bag of rice, maybe) to go in between the bottles works well. Eggs are a challenge, too, but not as much if I remember to bring along a dish towel in which to wrap the carton, and pack it in a secure position. So far we haven't had any bike-related mishaps (knock on wood).<br /><br />Now that the weather is getting warmer, I might try riding longer distances. The less I have to get in that car, the better.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-25887960704431920292008-04-20T22:47:00.005-04:002009-01-21T23:09:31.187-05:00curds and wheyFor the last few weeks, I've been making the household's weekly quart o' yogurt. Praise is due to <a href="http://eachinch.blogspot.com/2008/01/making-yogurt.html">Mama Monster</a>, although our yogurt technique is more low-tech. Just follow <a href="http://www.makeyourownyogurt.com/yogurt.php?step=0">these simple directions</a> and you too can change a quart of milk (plus a couple spoonfuls of yogurt) into a quart (plus a few spoonfuls) of yogurt! All you need is two pots, a kitchen thermometer, a towel, and some heat.<br /><br />At least for the <a href="http://www.tricklingspringscreamery.com/">milk</a> and <a href="http://www.keswickcreamerycheese.com/">yogurt</a> we get, it's actually much cheaper to just buy the milk and turn it into yogurt ourselves ($2.25 for a quart of milk vs $4.00 for a quart of yogurt).<br /><br />Every beginner's bound to slip up sometime, though. Witness today, when I left the improvised double-boiler to heat up about a hundred degrees above 110°F. The water boiled, the bacteria got crazy and died, the milk curdled and separated, and I got disappointed. Considering I had made a double batch this time to bring some for a work colleague, I pouted and <i>kvetched</i> to Maria all evening long.<br /><br />But Maria saved the evening with an inspirational turn of phrase:<br /><br /><em><strong>"When life gives you </strong></em><strong>schlimazel<em>, make cheese!"</em></strong><br /><br />And thus, dear readers, was born Schlimazel Cheese. Or maybe Schlimazel Quark.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKPkZiwy-1o/SA0igZzwJoI/AAAAAAAAABo/1feWcteFcWw/s1600-h/2008-04-21_schlimazel_cheese.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKPkZiwy-1o/SA0igZzwJoI/AAAAAAAAABo/1feWcteFcWw/s320/2008-04-21_schlimazel_cheese.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191843885507159682" border="0" /></a><center><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>The full array: bowl, strainer, spoon, cheesecloth, salt. That's all it takes, folks, for reals.</i></span></center>Jacobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12111450592390961384noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-54137169325767802252008-04-18T23:32:00.006-04:002009-01-21T23:10:28.527-05:00current events[In the car. Khymi and I have just heard the subject of today's <a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=89764364">Talk of the Nation Science Friday</a>. I explain that the people on the radio are talking about the President's <a href="http://www.topnews.in/german-minister-bush-climate-speech-shows-losership-not-leadership-236565">(losership)</a> plan for what we should do about global warming]...<br /><br />Khymi: Well, why doesn't he want them to stop polluting?<br />Maria: He has to care about a lot of different problems as President. And I think maybe he worries more about these companies making enough money than about--<br />Khymi: <span style="font-style: italic;">Snow???</span><br /><br /><br />[more talk of what the next President might do differently, the elections]<br /><br />[Khymi ponders]<br /><br />"...I wish I were a grown-up. ...No, I wish I were a fairy."<br /><br />Grown-ups' powers are finite. It's a sad fact.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1756585345403879201.post-2925075404609257782008-04-17T12:29:00.002-04:002009-01-21T23:13:09.416-05:00the buy nothing challenge and i<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://crunchychicken.blogspot.com/2008/03/buy-nothing-challenge.html"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ndgSYbdkZ0/R_Bf-rOOfiI/AAAAAAAABL4/gk2ccaef-Bs/S1600-R/banner.jpg" alt="Buy Nothing Challenge - April 2008" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />This month I'm participating in <a href="http://crunchychicken.blogspot.com/">Crunchy Chicken</a>'s Buy Nothing Challenge. It's gone pretty well so far. Of course, it's easy not to buy stuff when you really can't afford to, although it seems like folks manage to do that, too. My problem was, I actually had some stuff I had planned to buy this month. But a couple of loopholes in the challenge rules made it possible: it's okay to buy supplies for growing your own food (ha-<span style="font-style: italic;">ha</span>) and it's okay to buy stuff used.<br /><br />Here is what I've allowed myself to spend money on since the beginning of the month:<br /><ul><li>gas (ugh)<br /></li><li>groceries</li><li>car maintenance</li><li>a haircut (nothing more)</li><li>gardening tools (a start-up investment and hopefully a one-time purchase)<br /></li><li>a couple of serendipitous trips to the thrift store (where I actually did find a pair of roller skates that fits Khymi, miraculously; ten 24-ounce mason jars, and an old one of <a href="http://www.lehmans.com/shopping/product/detailmain.jsp?itemID=7205&itemType=PRODUCT&RS=1&keyword=pencil+sharpener">these</a> for 69 cents)</li><li>a literary magazine and a ticket to a play at the Baltimore '68 conference</li><li>reasonably-priced dinner with a friend</li></ul>I think that's all. And I think most of it (arguably) falls under stuff that's allowed, since most of it isn't actually <span style="font-style: italic;">stuff</span>, and almost none of what <span style="font-style: italic;">is</span> stuff is newly-manufactured.<br /><br />What's been nice about the challenge so far is that I've also felt inspired to get <span style="font-style: italic;">rid</span> of some stuff--since I'm a little bit of a thrift store addict (shopping there isn't what I would consider a sacrifice), I made a rule for myself that I have to take something to donate any time I want to buy something. As a result, I've also had to think more about buying stuff that will last for a long time--stuff I won't just want to get rid of in a couple of years. I've also had to think about what I can just make myself instead of buying (most of this falls under the food category anyway, though...more on that later).<br /><br />Maybe, come May, I'll be up for the <a href="http://crunchychicken.blogspot.com/2008/04/extreme-eco-throwdown.html">Extreme Eco Throwdown</a>.mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08510138492016652314noreply@blogger.com3