I am officially on a making-stuff-bender. I can't drink, smoke (well, I quit a while ago, so it's not like it's a thing anymore) etc. Adam Ant asks, "What do you do?"
Idle hands, right? If I believed in the devil, maybe.
In any case, idle hands are just bored hands. So I keep trying to figure out what I am going to make next. I just ran across this tutorial for reusable sandwich wraps. I think I mentioned some of these I saw on Etsy a while ago.
I was reading a couple of the comments on that post on the Small Object and wondering about how anyone has the energy to be so worried about chemicals in plastic that touches your food. (To explain, if you haven't been over there, she used a vinyl covered material for the inside of the food wrap). I mean, I get being worried about "safe" plastics, but I think we probably aren't going to die from lunch baggies, either. Mr. Bush's actions seem a lot more dangerous than, say, a ziploc. My perspective, of course. (I can't call him the president, since he didn't win. And yes, I am petty and generally a bit immature, too, in case you were wondering. I am also a championship grudge holder).
I am sympathetic to feeling crummy about wastefulness, (please note I am only environmentally sound when I can be so in a lazy way) but I think that the fact is I hardly ever bring sandwiches for lunch, so the plastic bag thing isn't really an issue. I usually use wax paper, anyhow, when I do bring a sandwich. (Which you can reuse a bunch of times before you chuck it- I use a small piece of scotch tape to hold it shut). I have found that as my budget gets tighter, I am bringing my lunch more often, but I tend to just make an extra portion of whatever we are having for dinner. That way we waste less food, too, and I don't have to use more gas to drive five blocks each way for lunch.
Well, blah blah blah. I wanted to mention the adorable creature that my friend got for his birthday. It's called a "gut-creature" and it's weirdly adorable. Bon Anniversaire, Jonathan. Hope it was happy!
And congrats to Boo- another member of the family- yay!
R is concerned that his hatred and general loathing of people is abating... He has always claimed a real loathing for individuals and an affection for humanity in general. He blames Peanut for this tidal change. I have always distrusted humanity in general and liked individuals. Put people in a group and suddenly they are goose-stepping their way to "racial purity" or some other bullshit. But a lot of my favorite people are people, so there you are.
R asks that I add an addendum here- he doesn't like groups of people, either. He just is sort of impressed with where we have gotten, evolutionarily speaking. He's fond of some of our books, music, etc. He claims that homo sapiens are his favorite animal. (I actually think that might be a tiny lie- he's truly very fond of chimpanzees, as well).
In any case, good night.
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Jamie, I had a good birthday. Small party, a couple of presents, nice dinner by Beth. Some angst over life going nowhere at my advanced age, but, on the horizon, things are going to be shaken up in a major way, so we'll see.
Glad you liked the gut-creature.
I'm glad to hear it was happy. Self reflection does seem to be an unpleasant side effect of birthdays, doesn't it?
I keep thinking I'm going to stop having birthdays so I don't have to face that each year. It's not the getting older bit I mind; it's the feeling that I am in the same place I was last year that is somewhat bothersome.
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