Escape to an Eco Friendly Picnic
Escape the frenzy of the city for a relaxing picnic on a grassy knoll, sandy beach or urban parkscape. Gather your friends, some fine food and toss a blanket on the lawn or picnic table. No need to throw away plastic utensils and plates, there are lots of earth friendly and fair trade options for dining alfresco in style. With many options for fair trade picnic totes choose one that suits your family’s style. We love the large Simple Peace “Tigmi” basket totes. They’re hand-woven by a fair trade artisan cooperative in Morocco. Store your food in recycled plastic food storage containers that can be recycled again after several uses as #5 plastic. Reusable picnic plates are best for preventing landfill. Serve your famous secret family recipe potato salad on colorful Zak recycled confetti melamine plates along with natural bamboo utensils. Bamboo utensils are reusable, durable and made from a renewable resource.
Zak Recycled Confetti Melamine Divided Plates, $7.95 at Bibelotshops.com
Simple Peace Tigmi Fair Trade handwoven basket tote bags, $60.00 at WorldofGood.com
Natural Bamboo Utensil Set, Natural Bamboo Utensil Set, $2.99 at GetnGreen.com
Recycled Plastic Food Storage Containers – Set of 2, $9.95 at TheRainforestsite.com
The Mad Dash Part II
When last we posted, I shared the embarrassing saga about being late to my son’s birthday party. I didn’t anticipate that school traffic, a random fender bender and rush hour would throw a monkey wrench into my perfectly punctual record but alas, I am not perfect. Never have, never will be.
Rather than being 5 minutes late to the party, I was 15 minutes late because I stupidly drove around the same level in the parking lot 10 times. Remember that scene in National Lampoon’s Vacation where they keep seeing Big Ben and the Parliament? Well that was me on Level 2 of the White Plains City Center. Thankfully, after noticing that the cars and the people on that level looked pretty familiar, I finally took another turn and started going in the right direction.
When I arrived at the party, I walked about 500 yards to find the “sweat box,” I mean swimming pool and was pleased to see that my son did not really mind that I hadn’t made it there on time. So despite the overwhelming guilt I felt for not being there to start the party, it turned out, he was perfectly fine. The rest of the party went off without a hitch. The kids swam for another hour and then it was time for pizza and cake.
And so ends the story of the Mad Dash. Now I’ve gotta dash to take care of my under the weather son, a hungry daughter and a feisty kitten. Did I mention that my older cat is now in the cat hospital with pancreatitis or some sort of bad infection? Turns out the kitten stressed him out so much that he put his system into shock. Looks like we all need a break. Thank goodness for holiday weekends!