Every so often someone gives me a shout-out for my blog - linking to a post she found particularly insightful, recommending it as a favorite blog, things like that. I am always so incredibly flattered when it happens, and I always promise to do my version of Charlotte’s Web or Litlove’s Best New Writing on the Web or one of Emily’s compilations and then I never, ever do.

That time has passed, my friends - that time has passed.  Within the blogging community and even outside of it, it is sort of agreed that we all read blogs, and write them, because the medium fills such a unique niche - the writing is often better than that found in traditional magazines, and unlike magazines there are few advertisements. Readers can choose blogs by category, so if one wants to read about food, marathon training, motherhood, cancer  - it’s all available with the click of a mouse.  I just read in the NYTimes recently that one in ten people have a blog - so it’s obviously filling some sort of greater societal need besides just naval gazing.

Anyway, I enjoy the blogs I read for lots of different reasons, and so I thought I would start every so often highlighting some of the blogs I read so that people who read this blog might be motivated to check some more out.  I imagine these posts will change over time, but for now I am going to begin by discussing the different blogs on my “blogroll” - why I read them, and why you might want to as well.

Today’s edition brings you Bloggers I Know in Real Life, and Why you Might like them, Too:

1. First up - I would like to introduce my friend E.’s new blog: Bless This DIY Mess - E. and I went to graduate school together, both for nonfiction writing. Not only is she a great friend, the kind of friend you can call with tickets to West Side Story and even though she is in the throes of Wicked Pittsburgh Spring Virus, she will dope herself up with Dayquil, put on a skirt, and join you, she is an amazing writer and I am so happy to she has decided to blog, so I can again read her excellent writing. Her blog centers around the adventure she and her husband have taken on - they recently purchased a large, gorgeous home in Pittsburgh which needs to be remodeled essentially from start to finish. Her blog talks about this, her marriage, her family and I think if you like reading about me and S. and my thoughts on marriage you are going to fall just in love with her blog.

2. K. was a member of the 4th Street Writing Group I belonged to in Detroit - she still is, actually. K. is a gifted writer and designer, and her blog is very in-betweeny, like mine - lots of ruminations about different things, from an infatuation with Beverly Hills, 90210 (and don’t think I won’t be posting in the supposed ‘new’ version - I totally will be) to carrot cake and all it’s glory to writer’s block - so check out BlackCash.

3. Another K., another member of the 4th Street Writing Group - K. is one of the most amazing fiction writers I’ve had the pleasure to read and it is truly only a matter of time (and submitting, K!) before she sells her novel, I just know it. K. can always be counted on to read a draft and someone know exactly what works and what doesn’t.  Her blog deals primarily with reading, writing and the inherent struggles with both - Creative Fallout.

4 Yet another K., and there is still one more to go. This is ridiculousness on a whole other level - even worse than the fact all of my sister-in-laws have names that begin with M. Anyway - K. is the best person I know. She just is. That’s all I’m going to tell you about her blog, so if you are interested in reading the blog written by the very best person I know, go check her out.

5. And another K., and my final in the list for today although I’m actually, surprisingly, not anywhere near done with bloggers I know in real life and so I will pick this theme up again at a later date. I’ve known THIS K. since high school, and dated him briefly before I left for college.  Our relationship didn’t last but our friendship certainly did. K. is one of those rare people who knew as soon as he could talk he wanted to be a writer, and has since dedicated his life to doing just that. He has more dedication than anyone I’ve ever met and if publishing happens for anyone, it really should be him. To read his writing, go here.

Okay, that’s my bloggy love for today…if you are on my blogroll you can expect to find yourself featured here in the coming weeks, and if you aren’t on my blogroll but you link to me, as always, let me know. Stay tuned tomorrow for Fess Up Friday.

S. arrived home early, stinking of woodsmoke, cigars and sweat accumulated from three days in the woods with dudes (he went to our cabin with my brother and some friends before officially moving home). I was this close to completing all tasks, with only the mopping of floors to be completed, but it must be noted to get this close I did not go to church, workout or work on my novel although I did get distracted by the Penguins hockey game and a nap. What I wanted to do most of all was share a recipe with all of you that I made today to eat from for the week. It makes the most of spring produce, utilizing both green onions and a mess of greens - I don’t know its origin but it’s southern-ish. S. is in the shower so here we go:

Spring Greens and Chicken

1/2 cup chopped green onions

2  garlic cloves, minced

1 tablespoon butter

one chicken, cut up

2-3 jalepeno peppers

Lots and lots of tender greens

salt

pepper

In a 3 quart pot, saute the onion and garlic in butter until tender and soft, about 10 minutes. Place the chicken pieces in the pot, add the hot peppers, and add enough water to cover all. Simmer for 45 minutes. Remove chicken. Bring broth to boil and add 1/2  the greens, reduce heat to simmer for five minutes. Add rest of greens and simmer for five more. Place chicken in bowls and cover with broth and greens - salt and pepper to taste.

I only had a spoonful of this today since I wasn’t particularly hungry, but it was SPECTACULAR. This is the second time I’ve made it and I have to say, making it with in-season ingredients really makes a huge difference. I love this dish - it’s both spicy and soothing, and it’s lack of grains or dairy make it a very cleansing dish, in my mind.

Happy spring eating! I’m working my way through Kingsolver’s book as I write this and she is having a profound effect on the way I think about food - more recipes like this are probably in the future. For now, though, let’s just celebrate the completeness of the everythinginbetween household!

Progress on becoming a domestic goddess this weekend to be updated throughout Sunday:

Currently listening: Juno soundtrack

Last weekend, S. and his friend Patrick moved the contents of our Michigan condominium across Ohio and into our Pittsburgh apartment and then left again and ever since I have been living with the realization that while the things we own fit perfectly into our condo they absolutely do not fit into our smaller, lacking-a-garage- or-extra-bedroom apartment. Before his leave-taking, I promised S. in a foolish fit of adoration that I would make this place home for him by the time he returned, and ever since I have been both regretting and revising that statement on an hourly basis, that is, when I am not on realtor.com torturing myself with homes for sale. I could not tell you how many loads of dishes I have done, or how many times I have tried to rearrange our things to fit, but quite simply it’s not working.  To top this all off, as S. left he wistfully said “I can’t wait to move here for good, I miss your cooking.” I tried not to faint as he drove away as I recalled a mere three months ago I did, indeed, cook, and let me say here and now I will never ever again tease my single girlfriends for their cereal dinners because of all the chores to effortlessly slip away, cooking and preparing food was certainly the easy  to let  go of.   Here is a picture of my single-woman fridge:

Ahem. Okay. While I was gone, apparently the only way I know to post a photograph has been “upgraded.” Shoot. It seems I’m finally going to have to join flickr or photo bucket. Since time is short and I have to empty all of my shoes out of S.’s closet, I will catalogue the contents of my fridge:

yogurt - vanilla truffle, french vanilla, and vanilla maple. I have a vanilla problem.

cheese - all sorts. I love cheese, but only eat a bit at a time. Sorts include goat, monterey jack, vermont cheddar and parmesan

cool whip

And that’s it. That’s what I had, as of this week. So today, I donned on my comfort jeans and by hole-riddled black sweater, threw my hair up in a french braid/bun thing I do, made an actual grocery list, and went to Whole Foods (and, people, I TRIED the Farmers Market first. Do you know what my farmers market had? Jam and lemonade. We’ll give it a go again next week). I returned one hundred plus dollars poorer, laden with Things S. Eats: bacon, sausage, eggs, salami, bread, milk, bok choy, kale, ice cream, granola, cream, chicken, jalepeno peppers, grainy mustard, cashews and potato chips and I sort of have to admit, I wonder why I haven’t been feeding myself the way I always so determinedly feed my husband?

Anyway, I’m in the middle of a mess here, people - during my three months here, no matter how much I adore my husband, it never really occurred to me to make ROOM for his return. The fridge is full, and I’ve made the bed up with fresh sheets, and begun the laborious process of clearing out a closet for him, but I think I am going to have to be at the stove frying up a wide variety of the salted cured meats, naked except for high heels, with a double bourbon waiting for him, in order for him to overlook the absolutely sluttish habits I’ve adopted as a single woman, beginning with never ever washing a pair of nylons and just continuously buying more, moving towards using empty cases of beer to store my books, concluding with considering an egg, a spoonful of cool whip and two glasses of wine a totally balanced dinner, and a few other quirks thrown in for good measure.

Okay. So here is what I’ve accomplished for today - and it’s ALL that will be accomplished as I have theater tickets and really, I’m not going to cancel seeing “West Side Story” to clean -

1. Grocery shopped

2. All laundry/dry cleaning

3. PIcked up bedroom;made bed fresh

4. Read blogroll

5. Napped

6. Considered baking rhubarb - no, lemon - no, rhubarb pie for S.’s return but decided to buy ice cream instead.

7. Ate some ice cream

8. Bought rum for S.

9. Unpacked all of kitchen

Things I’ve decided won’t happen until S. is home:

Hung things on walls

Taken boxes to storage unit

Things I would like to fit in this weekend as well:

Go to church

Workout

Work on novel

Read Sunday papers

Okay - the goal for tomorrow is to return here with an update on my progress. Project Domestic Goddess is in full swing…

So this is my one thing I know for sure : I can either blog, or I can write, but I cannot do both in the same week. This blog has been woefully ignored since the past weekend when I had something of a mini-blogging explosion, but rest assured this means I have, actually, been writing! I am nearing the close of chapter eight of my novel and there is the high probability I may even finish it this morning after I’m through here. Chapter eight has been a struggle to write…not as difficult as six and seven, where I basically ended up just summarizing event after event to get to the end, and not nearly as easy as some of the earlier chapters…chapter eight is somewhere in between. I am now at the point where I have to fight the overwhelming urge to go back and revise…because I have always, since i started, HATED the opening graph and I now have two possible alternate chapters to begin the novel, but see, I recognize what this urge is, and it’s a Distraction From Finishing. Revising, see, is for another time - in Anne Lamott style I must commit to a shitty first draft! So, onward.

I also decided to move the timeline of the novel forward about ten years. This is going to SUCK upon revision…Ben served in Iraq instead of Somalia, is what I’ve decided. It’s going to be frustrating in terms of the ages of all the characters and fixing those details, but easier in terms of developing his character. I’ll have to fix some of the atmospheric development as well but again, this can all be in the revision process.

I also spent the tiniest amount of times on the early, early beginnings of a mystery series idea - set in Pittsburgh.  I took one of the opening graphs of an abandoned short story and thought the heroine might be perfect for such a series…I’ve made some preliminary character sketches but I will not work on this until my first draft of my other novel is done as this is the Oldest Trick In the Book from Distraction…coming up with another book idea while working on your current one. If you turn to the other book it’s a surefire thing neither will be completed. So I’m just keeping a file of ideas for now.

Blogging - obviously, I didn’t blog one bit. I am hoping to make up for that over the weekend.

Reading - I started Animal, Vegetable, Miracle - and I love it so, so much. I’ve read everything Barbara Kingsolver has written and she never ceases to amaze me. This is my book for the Ecojustice Challenge and it’s just perfect - it will get it’s own post, soon, as will a discussion on my failure to thus far cook a local meal.  I also started reading Firefly Lane - so far I’m pretty blah about it. I chose it spontaneously, not familiar with Kristin Hannah’s work - and I bought it because I loved the blurb…something like “for anyone who ever drank Boone’s Farm wine and listened to Fleetwood Mac” but so far I’m not overly in love. MY novel, now THAT will be for anyone who ever drank Boone’s Farm wine while listening to Garth Brooks and/or Pearl Jam on some beach somewhere at night while back home their fathers were falling into drunken stupors, which they did every night, but you don’t care because you are busy making out with your boyfriend or girlfriend and planning on escaping to New York City…” but okay, here’s the thing…if Ben goes to Iraq instead of Somalia then he and Anna will be so much younger than I want them to be! ARGH. I need to brush up on my history of the 1990s -

I think it’s time for me to leave, here. If all goes as planned I’ll probably be here quite a bit this weekend to update on my Nesting Project and Losing my Feminism, complete with pictures!

This post will be continuously updated throughout the weekend…

11:00 am, Saturday morning - the commitment I’ve made to myself to not do anything if it can’t be done on my bed is much more difficult than I imagined. Things that I have thought about doing since I woke up: go to farmers market, pay bills, unpack *just a little bit,* go buy a new belt and blouse, walk to festival down the street for music and fresh flowers, go to yoga. The thing is, though, my body is tired and needs to balance. It needs to NOT run around town this weekend. I have a terrible time listening to what my body needs, what my mind needs, and in the last several years I’ve found myself fitting in things I enjoy as though they are chores. I didn’t make this kind of life change - I didn’t move us across Ohio and into a city - to maintain the same kind of approach to life I had in Michigan. So, here I sit, in my pajamas on Saturday morning, having just finished a yogurt, and I find myself wondering, what is it, right now, I want to do? And I think - I think - I want to throw on a cozy sweatshirt, put in the Herbie Hancock cd I purchased, and read Heart Shaped Box until I no longer feel like reading. Also, I feel like catching up on some blog reading. So, I’m going to start there.

2:49, Saturday - Well, I am almost done with Joe Hill’s novel! I am thoroughly enjoying it - just what I needed to pull out of a reading slump while remaining prone on my bed. Right now I am carefully eating some lemongrass soup. I had a BAD reaction to something I ate yesterday, which I think was more powerful because I’m still recovering from this sinus/virus/mystery bug. Everyone I know who has had it swears it takes several weeks to get rid of, and it seems two drinks and a heavy dinner were too much for my system. It’s strange, isn’t it, how frail our bodies are, sometimes? Okay, back to my book. Currently listening: Into the Wild soundtrack - all Eddie Vedder all the time…

6:03 pm, Saturday - I finished Heart Shaped Box - great book! My dad read it recently too and he asked if I thought Hill’s query looked like this :Hi. I’m Stephen King’s son. While I was reading it was easy to get into the whole “I’m staying on my bed all weekend” plan but now I’m getting a little stressed - there’s so much I’m not doing - bills and laundry top the list right now. I’d better transition to the next thing, but there’s a strong possibility I’m not going to last all weekend…Currently listening: Take the Weather with You, Jimmy Buffett. I don’t get into the whole hula skirt/margarita drinking craziness of him and don’t need to see him in concert, but he’s a GREAT lyricist.

8:30 pm, Saturday - There is nothing on television. Didn’t there used to be things on television? Hmm. Day one on the bed is drawing to a close. My neighbor is hosting a dinner outside on our porch, which also happens to be outside my bedroom window. I just heard her say “I’m not the same old Jen from a year ago. I was crazy then. Now, I’ve conquered some demons, and I’m settled down.” I have a sneaking suspicion I will get off the bed tomorrow. This has been real, but in the end I simply have too much energy for a repeat, I think. Perhaps I’ll try for a couple of hours, tomorrow, on the bed….the goal, really, is for balance, yes? And I haven’t had balance in a long, long time. Today was a great start, but I think two days is asking  a bit much, from a personality such as myself…

Can you even believe how much I’ve posted in the last two days? I KNOW! A LOT! Anyway, the brilliant and formidable literary kitten, to whom I STILL owe an email (I haven’t forgotten, I SWEAR), started fess up Fridays as a way for those of working on writing projects to discuss our success, or lack thereof, regarding each week’s writing. I signed up because what is better than public humiliation to spur the writing?

So, let’s see - a little bit about my novel. It’s titled Murmurs from the Silent Room, but that could change. Right now, for the convenience of this first-time novelist, I’ve broken it into three acts, each between 100 and 150 pages, 100 being the minimum and 150 being the maximum. I’m following Annie Dillard’s advice and writing a book I would want to read - the kind of book I would pick up off the shelves at a bookstore or library, come home with, make a cup of tea or coffee or pour  a glass of wine, and really settle into. I am not sure how that’s working out for me but I’m not worried about it now.  The protagonist’s name is Anna.  Books I turn to for different kinds of inspiration include Fortune’s Rocks by Anita Shreve, because no matter how wrong you know it is, you root for Olympia and Haskell, and Divine Secrets of the Ya Ya Sisterhood because of the way Sidda is used as a vehicle for stories of women, much the way I am using Anna, and Beach Music by Pat Conroy for How To Write a Novel With Lots of Characters Without Crowding it Up. I am so, so near the end of act one I can taste it. My original deadline was to complete an entire draft in July but I’ve amended that to September, and will not be upset with myself if it takes the rest of the year. There is a lot of research involved.

Novel Update: I didn’t work on my novel at all this week. I let myself have this week off from writing and working out to see if I could recover from my sinus infection. It worked. I plan to spend a bit of time falling back into my novel this weekend. I also plan to FINALLY set up a writing space and S. has moved in and I have my desk back - yay! I detested writing at the kitchen table.

Nonfiction Update: I haven’t worked at all on any nonfiction.

Blogging Update: I think I’ve done fairly well with blogging, for me, this week - I am happy with my presence around here.

Reading Update: My reading this year has not been going very well, but I think Joe Hill’s Heart Shaped Box will turn that around…I’m over halfway done and enjoying it very much, and I feel excited to read something else, afterwards.

Happy Weekend, all!

Okay, so this ALSO doesn’t fit in with my blog posting schedule (and again, feel free to scroll down for more typical everythinginbetweeness, and saturday I will comment on all posts to date), but first-time poster Mark Persons sent me this link today on my Bert/Ernie/Obama/Clinton comparison and I can’t stop laughing. Mark Persons, whoever you may be, THANK YOU!

http://youtube.com/watch?v=mwTCzjE-3TM

Scroll down for pooterish Everythinginbetween post!

Just have to ask…

I just finished watching Clinton’s chief advisor wax poetic about how “close” the campaign is and how she could still be the nominee and how she’s “ahead” in the popular vote…

are they delusional? Am I? Do they think if they say it, it will come true?  Listening to their campaign makes me wonder alternately for their, and my, sanity…

It is 9:00 pm here. I just got off the phone with M. - she just received a fellowship for her graduate program. Congrats, M! She will be - everywhere - this summer - tearing up the whole entire world. I am at once glad for her and relieved it’s not me because, and this I’ve just discovered, I am tired. S.’s graduation was last weekend - and it was a wonderful event, with friends, family, food and so much love. This week he moves our stuff down, only to immediately turn around and return to work for a few days before heading north to our cabin for some relaxation before finally, finally coming home. I woke up two days before S.’s graduation with a sinus infection taking over the left side of my face, and in the antibiotic laden days since I’m also suspecting a bit of a virus as well. My parents worry the stress of the transition caused my illness but I work in a hospital and I know sometimes an infection is just an infection, nothing more - nothing less, and this is what this happens to be. That said, I have decided, after S. leaves Saturday morning and I go to the farmers market, I am putting myself on a weekend of bed rest. If it can’t be done on my bed, it quite simply won’t be done. To my bed I will take dvds, books, my computer, and my photo albums, and my cell phone, and from my bed I will watch movies and read and blog and put photos away and catch up on calls but I will not leave it other than to eat for the weekend.

You know, S. and I have been together for ten years, married for eight. In that time, there are precisely nine months where one or the other of us or both have not been in school. Nine months out of ten years. That’s…well, quite frankly, I’m speechless on our behalf. That’s insane.

We had a catch phrase when we first decided to spend our lives together - that catch phrase is the title of this post. By calculating the degrees we both hoped to get, we figured by the time we turned thirty-one, we could complete all of our schooling. And by God, we did. Thirty-one  and done. We toasted to our catch phrase often, last weekend.

Hmm. Obama is just about to give his North Carolina acceptance speech…Indiana still too close to call. He is such a freaking rock star. He’s the only candidate with enough cajones to point out the ridiculousness of a gas tax holiday.  He has managed to maintain his dignity despite the ludicrousness of the whole Reverend Wright spectacle (and by the way, if people thought I stood for everything my minister has said over the years I would be in for a world of hurt) - we must be close, yes? To his nomination?

Anyway. I’m not sure what the point of this post really is - you know, I wrote so many gorgeous posts about S. and his graduation and our lives to this point and what might happen next, but they were all in my head. Instead, tonight, as I come to these keys, I feel mostly a great relaxation washing over me, as though I can really take deep breaths. I feel a mellowing - like there will be time, soon - time to write, to blog, to spend with friends and family. Time to just be.

The guiding catch phrase of our first decade together has been rendered moot - between us, we have two undergraduate degrees, an M.F.A., an M.T.S. and a Juris Doctor. We’ve talked about what will guide us for the next ten years, and we are pretty sure it is the acceptance of mess and chaos - we are quite sure our thirties won’t happen in nearly as orderly manner as our twenties did. We are both such first children, so concerned with retirement accounts and healthcare and education - that accepting a messier decade scares us in some ways. But in so many others - so many others - it feels wonderful. We may not have such a strict road map for our next ten years, but in them I suspect there will finally be time - to take a vacation in the autumn, or lose hours in good books, or even just take a weekend to sit on the bed and breath.

I expect my next post will come to you live from my bedroom (hmm - that sounds so much racier than it actually is) because what I am requesting of the upcoming years, in fact, what I insist on giving myself, is a healthier respect for the hours that make up my life, and using them not only to for work (both public and private) but for restoration, relaxation, pondering and play. Thirty one and done was certainly a remarkable decade, but it is time to move a bit less methodically, with a bit more wonder, and a lot more care.

Goodbye, thirty-one and done. You served us well.

April is almost over and since we are nearly a third of the way through the year it seems like a good time to check in with my new year’s resolutions and see how Things are Going. When I created my resolutions this year I was determined to approach them differently and use them guiding principles for my year, instead of a set of promises I make and then break. So, let’s see…

To never again, no matter how badly I feel it, to say “I’m fat” - This one was surprisingly easy…I can honestly say I don’t think I’ve said this since the New Year. I’m still losing weight with weight watchers but now it’s those last few stubborn pounds…I haven’t felt fat in a very long time, and I refuse to fall into the trap of thinking myself that way any more. However, the second part of that resolution,

To never again say “I don’t eat that” or to discuss diets with others - has been a miserable failure. After years of unhealthy dieting (the coco puff, diet coke and cigarette diet, the South Beach diet, the no carbs after 6:00 pm diet) I am finally, finally a healthful eater, eating all food groups in moderation and attempting to eat a wide variety of foods. I really feel as though I’ve eliminated all my weird food issues but in making a resolution to no longer discuss diets I’ve realized just how many women have not done this. This subject is it’s own post in the making, but it seems to me what we eat, how we eat, when we eat, what we are planning on eating…well, it seems practically to be how women communicate with one another any more, at least in the earliest stages of friendship.  I do not exaggerate when I say it has been impossible to keep this resolution.

To stop voicing health-related fears when they cross my mind, at least to anyone beyond my physician - regular readers know I’m a bit of a hypochondriac. It’s a form of anxiety, and I can’t honestly say if I know how I’m doing with this. On the one hand, I generally am so much less anxious that I don’t tend to succumb to health-related fears the way I did in my twenties, and my job allows me a certain perspective, but when I had a headache last week I found myself mentioning it to coworkers, and when I felt tired a couple weeks ago I wondered aloud if I needed more vitamins. At any rate, I think I am improving in this category.

To no longer to any exercise I dislike - Easiest. Resolution.Ever.

To streamline my life in such a way as to concentrate on writing, reading, yoga and theater - I am focusing on writing and yoga - the reading and theater need some attention.

To have something planned every day that I enjoy and journal or blog about it- Oh, I have not done this at all. I started to in January but then the job interview came up, and then the move…I’ll turn my attention to this resolution in May. In fact, I will post a list at the end of May of all the things I enjoyed - this will hold me accountable.

To embrace my inner academic and approach my job and my personal work with bravery - to embrace complexity - Oh holy hell. I don’t even know how one measures that. Honestly, I don’t even really know how to achieve it.

To learn to live on less - to embrace frugality - Get back to you on this one in December - two apartments, two sets of bills, bar preparatory courses, a rash of weddings and birthdays this summer - this one ain’t happening anytime soon.

To finish a draft of my novel - While I am no longer on track for a summer completion, I am not worried at all about finishing it by the end of the year.

Then there are some other vague resolutions, some dealing with family that are a bit personal, some dealing with practicing presence that make me think I must have been drinking when I wrote some of them, but the biggest resolution and the one I’ve been most successful with, and the one I want to complete this post discussing, is the following:

To make one positive change for the environment each month -

So, in January I decided to stop buying coffee and bottled water, and while after moving to PA I struggled with that one a bit I can honestly say I’m as good at this one as is possible for me. Once in a while I buy a coffee or pick up a bottle of water but MOSTLY I do not…I make a cup of tea in my mug and use a glass for water at work.  This has been a significant change for me and one I’m quite pleased with. In February I moved to Pittsburgh and essentially stopped driving. Consider this: In Detroit I drove approximately 80 miles a day. Since moving to Pittsburgh two months ago, I’ve put precisely 150 miles on my car. I put that many miles on my car in TWO DAYS in Detroit. Here I either walk or I take public transportation - I consider this a huge success because I COULD drive - I have parking at my job and Pittsburgh is a car culture. I choose instead to utilize the reliable transportation system. Financially, I have filled up my tank once since I moved here.  In March I decided to unplug as many electronic devices as I felt I could get away with easily, and I can say that this was by far the most annoying part of my resolution. Things I keep unplugged that I did not before: my cell phone charger, my coffee pot, my bean grinder, my stereo, my hair dryer. Things I keep plugged for otherwise I will go crazy: my laptop, the television. Honestly, I know this is a GREAT way to reduce our carbon footprints but I find it so irritating I gave myself April off to continue adjusting to it. I don’t know why I find it so annoying - I mean, it hardly takes much energy to plug in my cell phone charger or the coffee pot, but I do.

As noted above, I took April off to adjust to my new Way of Living because both one and three were struggles in terms of developing a habit. I am ready, now, to make another resolution, and wouldn’t you know my long-lost sister Emily comes along with the fabulous Ecojustice challenge! I was sort of waffling on what I wanted to do next, and along comes this amazing challenge.  Here is an excerpt:

Before I get started on the actual challenge, I want to explain why this is an ecojustice challenge and not an environmental one. The term “ecojustice” encompasses justice for all of creation (plant, other animal, and human alike). It does not assume any one species (i.e. human) is better than any other species. It assumes that within the human race, those who are most negatively affected by the rape of the earth are the poor (e.g. N.I.M.B.Y. campaigns are very successful in middle and upper-middle class neighborhoods, not so much in poor, inner-city neighborhoods) and that by making this planet a safer and better place to live, all will benefit. It assumes that every living being on this planet deserves its rightful, ecological place (whether certain species want others here or not). It also assumes that we humans are the ones doing the most damage with the most means to stop what we are doing.

So, here is how this challenge will work. The first step is for anyone who wants to participate to pass the link onto at least five other people (or even if you don’t plan to participate, if you like the idea, please pass it on). If you have a blog of your own, this can easily be accomplished merely by linking to this site in a post on your own blog. Below is a list of things you can choose to do. Once every quarter between now and April 21, 2009, I will add to this list. Your challenge is to choose something from this list, to experiment with it, and to post about it here. Or, if you’d rather not post, that’s fine. You can just choose what you want and leave comments on this blog. You can choose to implement as many or as few from the list as you would like. You can choose to stick with one (or more) for an entire quarter, or you can mix and match (one — or more — this month, a different one next month, etc.). My hope is that by the end of the year, at least one item from the whole list will have become a way of life for you and your family. And if you’re already doing some or all of these things, come up with others you want to do, share them with us, and post on them instead.

To join the blog as a posting member, please send an email to: ecojustice08 AT gmail DOT com with your user name and the email address you’d like to use for the purposes of this blog. I will add you to the list of users. Also, please post on your own blog, if you have one. That’s it. And now, here are your choices for this quarter:

1. Choose one day a week in which you will not use your car at all (barring a major emergency, like having to drive your spouse/child to the hospital for stitches). Before you immediately dismiss this one, because you have to drive to and from work every day, please think about it. Is there no one with whom you could carpool two days a week? If so, the day you’re not driving would be the perfect day not to use your car at all.

2. Choose one “black out night” per week. All lights and all electrical appliances are off by 7:30 p.m. and don’t go on again until the next morning. What will you do without lights, television, your computer? Well, the weather’s getting nice where many of us live. Sit out on the porch/deck and tell stories. Read by candle light. Write letters by candle light. Play games by candle light. You know, people did this sort of thing for thousands of years. My guess is that if you have kids, this will be an exciting and fun challenge for them.

3. Choose two days a week in which you are only going to eat organic and/or locally-grown food. Do you know that inorganic farming is one of the best examples of evolution that we’ve got going these days? All the pesticides that have been used to grow our food have helped to create “super bugs” who are becoming more and more resistant to our chemicals. We’re definitely losing this battle in more ways than one. Talk to the people at your local farmer’s markets. Many of them are growing their food organically anyway; they just aren’t certified, because it’s a difficult and expensive process to be so. Buying locally, of course, cuts down on the oil used to transport food long distances.

4. If you need to go anywhere that’s within a 2-mile round trip radius of your home, walk or bike. Where might this be? The first place that springs to mind for me is your children’s school bus stop. Perhaps the post office is close to your home. The library? For me, it’s both the post office and the bank. If you’re super lucky, maybe you have a farmer’s market that’s close by. Or maybe you don’t live close enough to anything, but you do work close by to that deli, say, where you always drive to pick up lunch.

5. Read that challenging book about the environment that you’ve been putting off reading, you know the one you don’t want to read, because it might make you a little uncomfortable (e.g. The World without Us, Diet for a Small Planet, Affluenza). Read it. Post about it. Maybe implement an idea or two based on what you’ve read.

6. Buy only those things sold in recyclable packaging and make sure you recycle that packaging.

I love these options! Emily has created an amazing challenge so please hop over and read her incredibly moving, intelligent post in full. In the mean time, since I rarely use my car, and I am not ready for a black out night, I am going to spend the next couple of months (until July) focusing on (1.) making 2 locally-grown meals a week and blogging about it (will start this in mid-May, when I return from my next business trip) and (2.) reading a challenging book about the environment (don’t know what one this will be, yet). I think these choices, in tandem with the choices I’ve already made, will work out nicely. I do suspect the second half of the year is going to be tougher…I am not the best recycler, and I think eventually I’m going to have to access the amount of groceries I buy in plastic wrapping, and I haven’t addressed the cleaning products I use, but as I move towards greener living I am going to need guidance, and I think this challenge is just the thing.

I am not going to link to five people because I never do, but I challenge everyone reading this to at least stop by Emily’s challenge and read what she has to say. And then, take her challenge. All the cool kids are doing it. And if you don’t have a blog, but would like to do the challenge and maybe write once or twice about it, I would be happy to offer up guest blogging spots here for readers attempting the challenge, wanting to write a little bit about it without creating a whole big blog.  So, go forth and go green!

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