Thursday, May 20, 2010


I have pretty much recycled all of my life. I'm not saying this to brag, I just have, even when it was "unpopular" and people teased me about it.

I don't know why, actually. It's just something that's always resonated with me, that we need to keep our earth clean. I don't litter. I try not to be wasteful.

And as I've gotten older and being green has become more fashionable, I've thoroughly embraced it. I have cloth bags in my trunk that I use whenever shopping. I recycle even more, as much as I can. I try not to purchase things with tons of packaging, etc.

As of today, I will consume one less thing that comes in a plastic bottle.

It all started a week ago when I was reading something online about how the use of plastic rose greatly when everyone started using body wash. It got me to thinking about how, growing up, we always used Zest Bar Soap. And I switched to body wash in college or something when my skin suddenly got very dry.

But here's the thing, my skin is not that dry anymore. And bar soap is not what it used to be. So I realized, this would be a really easy switch for me, I would save money and help the environment.

So today, Thursday May 20th is the last day I will use body wash. I purchased some amazing smelling soap from Trader Joes on Monday (I'm not kidding, it's oatmeal and honey and it smells like you should be able to eat it) and I'm really looking forward to my shower tomorrow morning. My short shower, because I'm also into saving water! :)

Monday, May 17, 2010


I seem to have nothing nice to say, so I'm not saying anything.

Except I will say this, it's apparently that time of year where everyone decides they need to stick their nose into the fact that Robb and I aren't married. I'm finding it harder and harder to find polite ways to brush this off.

So, if you ask me about this anytime soon, I'm just going to apologize in advance because not only will I bite your head off, I will point out things about you I find to be lacking. I'm discovering turning the conversation around on people and asking pointed questions about their personal lives seems to be the best way to end the conversation.

That or walking away.

I'm really working on the walking away part. I have to fight the urge to explain myself to people, since everyone seems to think I'm some poor maiden waiting for the horrible person I'm dating to ask me to marry him.

I find this extraordinarily insulting. I know (most) people have the best of intentions, but I don't understand why my personal relationship is any of their business. I guess because I always feel the need to explain that marriage is not a goal of mine, which opens things up for more discussion.

This is just a big cycle of annoyingness.

I'm going back to my silence.