Dear Mom,
I'm pretty sure you haven't yet located the blogosphere, but just in case, I want you to know that I wasn't trying to call you out with that whole fridge thing. I was merely emphasizing the impact geography has on our understanding of sustainability; just as I am a product of my local culture, you are a product of yours.
I am very proud of you and your cloth grocery bags, glass food containers and biodegradable surfectants. Who knows, if you start composting, growing your own veggies and recycling ALL your plastic, I might even consider having children some day.
Sincerely,
your loving daughter
PS What I really mean is this, except replace the home cooking with our family outings to Anita's.
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after seeing what you say about your own mother, I'm a little nervous about travelling with you. I do not want to end up as a case study on your blog about how lawyers from the east coast are still using toothpaste from a tube instead of making their own with pebbles found on the side of the road
I haven't read TOD yet, but I have those same issues with my parents on almost every level. It doesn't matter what I'm talking about, they look at me as if I had green skin and then they turn up the stereo so that Neil Diamond or Garth Brooks drown me out.
And I can't believe you found those press proofs! I'm not certain, but I may have written the "OK" on that sheet. Perhaps Chronicle, or more likely an individual there, is pretty eco-savvy?
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