My Little bit....
My Nod To Blog Action Day: The Environment........
You know how sometimes you throw a piece of trash in the garbage can and then have to go weep in the corner, curled up in the fetal position sucking your thumb and cradling bits of number 1 and number 2 plastic?
The days when you drag yourself back and lift the lid of the garbage and stare into it's nasty abyss wondering "WHY oh WHY? What sense does this make?" The days you glare down at the things that you've accumulated in your daily life that can't be recycled.
And oh sure you're on the right path, gleefully recycling all the bits of plastic with the proper numbers (which you memorized 1 and 2, yay me!), the tin cans the glass bottles. Chuckling merrily to yourself at your own genius in setting a little basket in the middle of the kitchen to collect the recycling before taking it down to the big can in the garage. Where it sleeps until it's weekly trip to Trash Heaven. You've even developed an eagle eye that can turn menacing in a wink if some one should so much as look like they're going to throw that soda can in to the *gasp* non-recyclable trash.
Your relatives think you're a kook because on Christmas morning whilst they all roll around under the tree playing with plastic dinosaurs you're diving across the room grabbing crumpled wrapping paper from people's hands doing an excellent impression of a Hobbit gone wrong by snarling and cooing t2 And even with the rug burn from the slide to save the paper you're as bursting with joy at saving it as any one person could be.
So you have those days, when despite all your best efforts at not contributing needlessly to the waste and horror of a landfill site you end up cuddling your garbage, sprawled across the kitchen floor whispering to it that you're sorry. Damn sorry that tasty fresh sprouts have to come in a container with a number five, NUMBER FIVE. Goll dang it, why can't my disposal service take number five? WHY didn't I LOOK at the bottom of the container before I bought the sprouts? WHY why why why........ Days like this not even ice cream can fix. (well I mean I'm not saying don't go for the ice cream, you should always go for the ice cream I'm just saying in some rare instances the ice cream can't actually make the problem go away. I know, I'm as shocked as you.)
Ohhhhhh those days, those dark days of depression over being born in to a world where they already had a silly trash system in place, where it's the norm to just tie things up in a non biodegradable plastic bag and cart it away to be forgotten about. The world doesn't have a reset button...that I've found. It's not under any rock in the yard.
I can't stand garbage. The kind that has a life span of sometimes literally minutes. There are cups and containers and straws and all kinds of icky things out there that are meant to exist only as long as it takes for us to shovel the fast food in to our mouths. Is that not insane? Easy solution is to cut down on stuff like that. If you can't.....then tell me where you live so I can smack you over the head with my environmental stick, guaranteed to make you think twice about a piece of Styrofoam or plastic that will be buried lovingly in a hole for a zillion years. Ewwwwwwww.
You don't have to be a waste disposal environmental genius with pink tights and a sequined cape like me...er..hypothetically speaking.... to realize that some things are just wrong. That the world sped along a track so fast it can't get off it with out major reconstruction and rethinking.......
The only thing to do on a day like that, besides sucking down some primo tequila from a lovely (and recyclable) glass bottle is to remind oneself that being AWARE of a problem is better then nothing. And if some one should see me passed out on the kitchen mat, spooning the garbage can maybe it'll make them aware too. One that tequila lasts longer...so to speak....if you mix it with lime juice and TWO (and more importantly) that it might make THEM aware of garbage as well. Just a little bit, and if you add up all the little bits of the world you wind up with one hell of a BIG bit. And a BIG BIT of awareness could and does lead to all sorts of life changing discoveries.
If we all just cried a little bit more when reluctantly resigning the empty chip bag to the trash can then maybe some day chip bags would be recyclable, or maybe we wouldn't buy chips that weren't in recyclable bags OR maybe we'd at least find ways for garbage to have a longer life span. Why use it once if you can use it twice. It's just a little bit but remember...your little bit and my little bit can get together and have a little bit party and soon the world will heave a sigh of relief that we're no longer jamming our nasties in to holes.
Like imagine that YOU are the earth, and you have a population of little critters living on you. (Gross right off the bat right?) Well imagine if the little critters managed to start producing horrific amounts of non-biodegradable, poisonous trash from your very own natural resources and THEN they dig a HOLE IN YOU AND BURY IT! Wouldn't that suck? It would.
I rest my case.
So to reiterate:
(this beautifully gift wrapped bottle is housed in not one but TWO empty corn chip bags, a little slicing and dicing for that sassy fringe at the top. Tied together with a savedtwist tie that boasts the word *organic* from some produce we'd bought and all topped off with the gorgeous sour cream container flowers. Just cut our flower shapes and stack on a pin for that lovely layered flower look. Not only is it cute, the wrapping was FREE and best part gave a second chance to items normally thrown straight in to the trash.)
You know how sometimes you throw a piece of trash in the garbage can and then have to go weep in the corner, curled up in the fetal position sucking your thumb and cradling bits of number 1 and number 2 plastic?The days when you drag yourself back and lift the lid of the garbage and stare into it's nasty abyss wondering "WHY oh WHY? What sense does this make?" The days you glare down at the things that you've accumulated in your daily life that can't be recycled.
And oh sure you're on the right path, gleefully recycling all the bits of plastic with the proper numbers (which you memorized 1 and 2, yay me!), the tin cans the glass bottles. Chuckling merrily to yourself at your own genius in setting a little basket in the middle of the kitchen to collect the recycling before taking it down to the big can in the garage. Where it sleeps until it's weekly trip to Trash Heaven. You've even developed an eagle eye that can turn menacing in a wink if some one should so much as look like they're going to throw that soda can in to the *gasp* non-recyclable trash.
Your relatives think you're a kook because on Christmas morning whilst they all roll around under the tree playing with plastic dinosaurs you're diving across the room grabbing crumpled wrapping paper from people's hands doing an excellent impression of a Hobbit gone wrong by snarling and cooing t2 And even with the rug burn from the slide to save the paper you're as bursting with joy at saving it as any one person could be.
So you have those days, when despite all your best efforts at not contributing needlessly to the waste and horror of a landfill site you end up cuddling your garbage, sprawled across the kitchen floor whispering to it that you're sorry. Damn sorry that tasty fresh sprouts have to come in a container with a number five, NUMBER FIVE. Goll dang it, why can't my disposal service take number five? WHY didn't I LOOK at the bottom of the container before I bought the sprouts? WHY why why why........ Days like this not even ice cream can fix. (well I mean I'm not saying don't go for the ice cream, you should always go for the ice cream I'm just saying in some rare instances the ice cream can't actually make the problem go away. I know, I'm as shocked as you.)
Ohhhhhh those days, those dark days of depression over being born in to a world where they already had a silly trash system in place, where it's the norm to just tie things up in a non biodegradable plastic bag and cart it away to be forgotten about. The world doesn't have a reset button...that I've found. It's not under any rock in the yard.
I can't stand garbage. The kind that has a life span of sometimes literally minutes. There are cups and containers and straws and all kinds of icky things out there that are meant to exist only as long as it takes for us to shovel the fast food in to our mouths. Is that not insane? Easy solution is to cut down on stuff like that. If you can't.....then tell me where you live so I can smack you over the head with my environmental stick, guaranteed to make you think twice about a piece of Styrofoam or plastic that will be buried lovingly in a hole for a zillion years. Ewwwwwwww.
You don't have to be a waste disposal environmental genius with pink tights and a sequined cape like me...er..hypothetically speaking.... to realize that some things are just wrong. That the world sped along a track so fast it can't get off it with out major reconstruction and rethinking.......
The only thing to do on a day like that, besides sucking down some primo tequila from a lovely (and recyclable) glass bottle is to remind oneself that being AWARE of a problem is better then nothing. And if some one should see me passed out on the kitchen mat, spooning the garbage can maybe it'll make them aware too. One that tequila lasts longer...so to speak....if you mix it with lime juice and TWO (and more importantly) that it might make THEM aware of garbage as well. Just a little bit, and if you add up all the little bits of the world you wind up with one hell of a BIG bit. And a BIG BIT of awareness could and does lead to all sorts of life changing discoveries.
If we all just cried a little bit more when reluctantly resigning the empty chip bag to the trash can then maybe some day chip bags would be recyclable, or maybe we wouldn't buy chips that weren't in recyclable bags OR maybe we'd at least find ways for garbage to have a longer life span. Why use it once if you can use it twice. It's just a little bit but remember...your little bit and my little bit can get together and have a little bit party and soon the world will heave a sigh of relief that we're no longer jamming our nasties in to holes.
Like imagine that YOU are the earth, and you have a population of little critters living on you. (Gross right off the bat right?) Well imagine if the little critters managed to start producing horrific amounts of non-biodegradable, poisonous trash from your very own natural resources and THEN they dig a HOLE IN YOU AND BURY IT! Wouldn't that suck? It would.
I rest my case.
So to reiterate:
- Recycling.... GOOD
- Non-Recyclable things..... BAD
- One time use thingies that have a life span for as long as it takes to eat a bag of chips...BAD
- Giving the bag away to some one by using it as innovative wrapping paper.... DAMN GOOD.
- Avoiding buying non-recyclable chip bags in the future GOOD but not completely possible until somebody starts selling organic chips in a recyclable bag.....OR I learn to make my own.......stay tuned!
(this beautifully gift wrapped bottle is housed in not one but TWO empty corn chip bags, a little slicing and dicing for that sassy fringe at the top. Tied together with a savedtwist tie that boasts the word *organic* from some produce we'd bought and all topped off with the gorgeous sour cream container flowers. Just cut our flower shapes and stack on a pin for that lovely layered flower look. Not only is it cute, the wrapping was FREE and best part gave a second chance to items normally thrown straight in to the trash.)Labels: environmentally friendly, how to, humor, recycling
3 Comments:
mt says:
I am proud of how well I recycle also.
Wish everybody did, but the whole world doesn't listen so we do what we can and keep trying .
Hopefully one day someone will appreciate us for doing our best.
I think recycling is great. I try to do as much as we can. I have even started becoming aware of products that we buy that come in non-recyclable containers and packaging.
mt says;
Recycling is a good thing to do. I feel I am making a difference for the world, you know like I am important. I know it is not much but it is what I can do.
It amases me that so many states do not recycle,
and when i try they think I am weird. I don't like this 'toss if it breaks' world we live in. Try to fix it or create something from it.
There is too much of this toss it away.
But Ithat is something I can't fix is other people.
I guess everybody has to do what they do.
Thank Goodness we know how to recycle!!!!
I have more recycle than I do trash and I am proud of you that you do too.
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