Here goes nothing

So the trash is gone! We had our first real test this weekend with company for dinner. It went suprisingly well! Getting rid of our trash service has not only made me more aware, but has caused so many others to ask what I'm doing and make them aware of what we all could be doing! It had also had me thinking of new ways to do so many things. Yesterday was Jon's birthday, so we went out to dinner twice over the weekend. It was fun, but both times we ended up with leftovers to carry home in those polystyrine containers that really have no place in my no trash efforts. So I have been trying to come up with a plasible plan for these leftovers and have come up with an idea. So many of us have the reusable bags for groceries sitting in the trunk of our cars waiting for the next grocery trip, right? If they are like mine, they sit, forgotten on most trips (except Target-which gives a 5 cent discount for each bag you use!!!) So I figure I can do one of two things... I can add a couple boxes of recyclable sandwich bags to my trunk to carry in with one of my reusabe bags for the extra food or I can carry some glass container from home. I wish I had thought of this last week since now I have 3 containers sitting on my kitchen counter with nowhere to go...

On a different note:

This past weekend I had a garage sale to help purge the house of the piles of extras. Thursday morning my 2 year old had to check it all out to see what we were getting rid of and found a toy replica of the Old Navy truck, still in the package. He loves anything that can say vroom (including some stuffed animals!), so I opened it for him. He was so excited to find the doors would open! But when he opened it and then handed it to me, he was not happy to find the 'metal' had popped off and it was now broken. Jon and I giggled at it being made in China and discussed the process they use to press metal shavings together to make things cheaper. Paxton vroomed the truck around the garage floor until something else caught his inattentive eye. He stood up with his hand hanging all of 12" off the ground and let go of the truck, as he does with most toys. As it tumbled to it destiny, we watched. It hit the ground with very little force and slightly bounced as each and every piece of the truck shattered and spread on impact. The truck was a total loss. So with tears in his eyes, Paxton picked up most of the shattered pieces and said, "Mommy, fix!" Luckily his attention span is a great tool at ditracting his sadness, so we gave him a different toy while the truck pieces were picked up and put in our pile of metal recycling. I guess the upside is we taught him a little about recycling!?