Reduce, reuse, recycle…

It’s sexy to toss your plastics in one bin, and your glass in another. However, there is an imminently more satisfying way to recycle, support a good cause, and save yourself some money. With the market down enough to get people talking about “victory gardens”, thrift stores and Goodwill become appealing alternatives to pricey mall shopping. (Frankly, with the economy the way it is, second hand clothing is looking better than Wal-Mart and Target too.)

As a child advocate earning next to nothing in school I learned from other advocates that a certain neighborhood Goodwill received the bulk of the donations from the country club, and therefore had brand name suits for $15. I went, and sure enough argued my first case in a $15 Chanel suit that fit me like an expensively tailored glove.

Over the years, as we prospered and the housing market boomed, I replaced my thrift store habits with thrifty sale shopping, exchanging my $15 suit experience for the $100 or $150 suit experience. Still not a Chanel brand new, but a little nicer knowing I was the suit’s first owner.

Times, how they are a changin’.

This morning found me considering business attire and coats, missing from my post baby sized wardrobe, and a relatively empty wallet. How could I get a rain coat, a winter coat, and some tops that will work with my two precious pairs of slacks for the piddly amount I had to spend? It simply couldn’t be done. I have to have clothes that fit though, if I am to actually start a practice. I can’t meet clients in sweats.

Then I remembered… the Goodwill by the country club.
Down my mother and I went, happily off to search for a bargain, and happily, we struck gold.

I got a gorgeous full length wool business coat by Christian Dior for $15. I got a lovely khaki rain trench from Calvin Klein for $12.99. I also got several sweaters to toss on over my shells and tanks, thereby creating an expansive set of outfits from my seemingly paltry store. Each was less than $5, each was in perfect shape.

Reduce, reuse, recycle doesn’t have to pertain solely to soda cans and newspapers. I saved a fortune today, getting a week’s worth of winter tops and two coats for less than half the cost of one raincoat brand new. Best of all, I didn’t add to any environmental production costs, and I supported a charity I believe in.

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Weekly Winners…

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This week I had a great time walking around the neighborhood and catching urban landscapes.

A touch of color
A touch of color
Angelic relief
Angelic relief
Balance
Balance
She's a lady
She's a lady

Of course, I couldn’t snap shots of the neighborhood without catching some lovely flowers.

Sunburst
Sunburst
Bobbing heads
Bobbing heads
Peek-a-boo!
Peek-a-boo!

Thanks for stopping by! I can’t wait to catch your winners this week!

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A little better…

I went to the doctor and lazed about the house for the past few days. I seem to be healthy, though tired. She assumes I have caught the plague, and just haven’t evidenced any symptoms beyond lethargy, exhaustion, and faintness.

So resting, I am, until better things get.

The wall…

I hit it.

I never actually believed there was one, but yesterday, after I returned from my CLE, I got dizzy, and nauseated, and faint. I ended up spending the night at my mother’s, as I didn’t feel capable of caring for my children. It seems I may have worn myself completely out.

Now, in my defense (yes, I feel I need defending here), I have spent the past two weeks caring for sick kids and getting very little sleep. Then I cleaned my entire house on Monday, from top to bottom, with antibacterial cleaners and bleach to rid the house of any remaining spec of Hand, Foot, and Mouth virus. Then on Tuesday I read that vinegar was very effective at getting rid of it, so I cleaned it all again. I re-mopped the floors, re-wiped the cupboards, tables, chairs, and walls, and even borrowed my mother’s carpet cleaner and ran vinegar through the carpets. Then the house smelled like vinegar so I re-mopped with a lavendar rinse to improve the air. (Okay, on reading this over it does strike me as insane, at least a little.)

Yesterday I topped it all off by attending a 7 hour CLE on Child and Family Investigation for my business.

So I can see why I might be less than chipper when I got home, but I never been so bone weary and weak before! I had to ask friends if they could come walk my dogs, and I had to stay with my mother, because Lee is still out of town and I was afraid of losing consciousness. Literally. My vision kept going black around the edges and I kept breaking into a faint sweat whenever I stood up.

Oops.
I may have overdone things.

Today I feel a little better. I slept, and then spent the day eating well and reading romance novels on the couch while Otter played at my feet. (He still has blisters in his mouth, but he is getting better. We may have to cancel all our kid oriented weekend plans if the blisters don’t go away in the next two days. I don’t want to give Hatchet’s twins Hand, Foot, and Mouth for their first birthday!!)

I didn’t do anything, no cleaning, no work, no cooking even. Just simple resting and ordering in. I guess I should a little more of that more often.

Scylla’s Law…

Every single time my husband has left town, be if for business or pleasure, something has happened to make the time here without him more challenging. For example, my husband went to Thailand for a week or so the during my first year of law school. His friend was getting married, and he was invited to attend the wedding. I couldn’t attend with him because the wedding was scheduled over my first ever week of law school exams. We talked about whether or not it was more important for him to stay and help me through exam week, but ultimately decided he should go.

All would have been well, except that his mother fell and broke her arm the day after he left, and I was stuck caring for a child and his mom, while studying for and taking my first ever law school exams. Hence, that trip will always be referred to in my mind as the trip of resentment.

This theme continues whenever he leaves town. Somehow the universe decided that I am to be tested when he is away. Okay, that is fairly egocentric of me, I am sure the universe has better things to do than test me. Clearly, the universe just has a really sick and perverse sense of humor, and I make for a good laugh.

When Lee left for the Rails Conference a few weeks after Otter’s birth I had a heck of a time handling all the kids and pets on my own. The last time he left town for business I was in the middle of starting my own business and had to find sitters to watch the kids as I interviewed people. Oh yeah, and Monkey got sick.

SO… this time Lee is gone for four days, well, three and a half. Otter had been sick all week with Hand, Foot, and Mouth disease, courtesy of little Lily’s daycare center. We thought he was better, all back to normal, until four hours after his Daddy left town. He yawned, and I saw blisters inside his little mouth.

Well…. fuck.

I promptly canceled all playdates and got some low acidity yogurt to tempt him with. Of course, all he wants to do is nurse. Now he has a racking cough, a crackly little voice, and sore blisters inside his mouth. His plaintive cry of “Mama” is heard constantly through my house. Monkey’s nose began to run this morning and she claims to have been sneezing all night.

So, Murphy’s law is “what can go wrong, will” and mine is “what can go wrong when your spouse is out of town and you are alone with the kids, will.”

It sucks, but hey, I have my own law!!

Weekly Winners…. crochet edition.

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The holidays they are fast approaching. This year I plan to make many of my holiday gifts, either via the camera, or the crochet needle. Of course, I hate waiting to give people their presents, so the first holiday gift I made was promptly handed over to it’s intended recipient, who was then coerced into having her picture taken in said gift:

Voila! A sassy hat to die for!
Voila! A sassy hat to die for!

She was quite pleased with the colorful addition to her wardrobe.

A sassy side view
A sassy side view

Of course, I absolutely love that she loved it, and was tempted to make several more just to get another huge smile and thank you. Isn’t it awesome when your hard work and creativity are appreciated?

A portrait in green
A portrait in green

Next I had to snap a few shots of Mar and Miss L, darling baby girl that she is;

A mother and her daugter
A mother and her daughter
Mommy Kisses
Mommy Kisses
Kisses close up
Kisses close up

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Ahoy! ‘n Happy National Natterin’ like a Pirate Day!

I find this holiday t’ be one o’ th’ silliest in existence, which makes it by far one o’ th’ best.
So, may ye ‘ave th’ chance t’ drink, be merry, ‘n make someone who annoys ye walk th’ plank!

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Happily, Otter nodded off better last night, so I snored meself some too. Thank ye all fer yer suggestions. I shall ‘ave t’ ponder th’ various options ‘n choose wha’ seems right fer us. He be teethin’ right now so me hopes ’tis a situational thin’, nah a habitual thin’.

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On a funny note, Tailed imp (Monkey) ‘n I played school today. Th’ name she choose for teacher wa’ Miss Triss. Tee hee…. I had a really hard time keepin’ a straight face whilst we played. “Miss Triss? May I be usin’ the outhouse?”

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Well, I be off t’ cook grub for me shipmates, a pirates work in the galley is never done!! Toss back some grog fer me!!