Little did I know our dear friend, Billy Sansing, would have the perfect name for our first born child:
Hope your feeling well, little Calvert! Just a suggestion on her name: Elvira, Candy, Bubbles, Shasta, Honey, Cinnaman, Pinto, Lexus, Mercedez, Destiny, Raven, Angel, China, Porscha, Anastasia, Bambi, Star, Chastity, Sparkle, Princess, Sierra Mist, Dusty, Mountain Dew Drop, Skye, Lexxxy (yes, with 3 x's), Blaze, and Ophelia. Just a few off of my recommendations! Hawler if you need more! Just a thought! Oh, and Honda might work!
Friday, July 20, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
TEAM MAKE ROOM-5 WINS, 0 LOSSES
EMBRACE THE GRACE
There are days when I can, without effort, picture God sitting at his easel, blank canvas before Him, painting the strokes of my life. Days when all the stop lights turn green and life has a beautiful rosey hue. Days when my heart is so full it could burst out of my chest. Today this blog is dedicated to "embracing the grace" and remembering how much we have to be thankful for each and every second. May it be little babies wrapped up like burritos or waking up next to someone you love, LIFE IS GOOD. GOD IS GOOD AND WE ARE ALL SO VERY BLESSED.
Here's to the final month of my first pregnancy and what will soon be a brand new life in this world.
Here's to the final month of my first pregnancy and what will soon be a brand new life in this world.
Monday, July 9, 2007
ALL APOLOGIES
To Whom It May Concern:
I would like to sincerely apologize for any pain I have caused you. I know it wasn't fun being around me after an entire bottle of Kim Crawford. I know that you wanted to throw darts at my eyeballs after each and every "snort" of whiskey. I mean, who thinks it's cool to wake up every Sunday morning with Filthy Feet from the Golden Light Cantina? I am truly sorry for constantly laughing at my own silly drunken tricks; such as drawing mustaches on my face, getting a tattoo on my ass, hanging from the rafters in an attempt to dance on a wobbly table, or driving through a stranger's yard....I think you get the point. Only now, in my nine months of sobriety, can I see how truly annoying I must have been to you. I kindly beg for your forgiveness and vow to never be a drunken idiot again, at least until September.
Truly yours,
Grace M. Calvert
I would like to sincerely apologize for any pain I have caused you. I know it wasn't fun being around me after an entire bottle of Kim Crawford. I know that you wanted to throw darts at my eyeballs after each and every "snort" of whiskey. I mean, who thinks it's cool to wake up every Sunday morning with Filthy Feet from the Golden Light Cantina? I am truly sorry for constantly laughing at my own silly drunken tricks; such as drawing mustaches on my face, getting a tattoo on my ass, hanging from the rafters in an attempt to dance on a wobbly table, or driving through a stranger's yard....I think you get the point. Only now, in my nine months of sobriety, can I see how truly annoying I must have been to you. I kindly beg for your forgiveness and vow to never be a drunken idiot again, at least until September.
Truly yours,
Grace M. Calvert
Monday, July 2, 2007
PAPER OR PLASTIC?
They are taking over our planet. I swear to you; they are taking over our planet. PLASTIC BAGS ARE TAKING OVER OUR PLANET. The "paper or plastic" conundrum that vexed earnest shoppers throughout the 1980s and 90s is largely obsolete today. Most baggers don't even bother to ask anymore and some establishments have removed the choice all together. In trying to make a conscious effort to avoid abusing this "free" little carry all, I have come very close to just placing one over my head . THEY ARE EVERYWHERE. They sit balled up and stuffed into the one that hangs from the pantry door. They line bathroom trash bins. They carry clothes to the gym. They clutter landfills. They flap from trees. They float in the breeze. They clog roadside drains. They drift on the high seas.
Big deal, you say. So what, you say. It's just a plastic bag. Ha!
Big deal, you say. So what, you say. It's just a plastic bag. Ha!
- Consumers use between 500 billion and 1 trillion plastic bags per year worldwide.
- Californians throw away 294,000,000 pounds of plastic bags every year, or 147,000 tons - enough waste to circle the planet over 250 times.
- Some estimate a plastic bag may take one thousand years to decompose. That means a bag thrown away during the crusades, the birth of Constantine, or at the signing of the Magna Carta would just be finishing its decomposition now.
- At least 267 species have been scientifically documented to be adversely affected by plastic marine debris and it is estimated to kill over 100,000 marine mammals and turtles each year. Plastic bags are considered especially dangerous to sea turtles, who mistake them for jellyfish, a main food source. Currently, 86% of all known species of sea turtles have had reported problems of entanglement or ingestion of marine debris.
- Additionally, all plastic products that enter our marine environment eventually break down into small fragments, which in some areas of the ocean outweigh plankton by a factor of six and are inextricably altering the marine ecosystem.
- Furthermore, plastic bags are made from patroleum, an unrenewable and environmentally degrading resource. Indeed, an estimated 4,000 barrels of oil a day are used for the manufacture of a largely unnecessary product.
The answer to the end of the plastic or paper epidemic is not paper (that's another can of worms). The answer is neither. Shop with your very own reusable bag. Cover it in rhinestones. Use your favorite lilac fabric. Take your fake LV suitcase for all I care. JUST DO SOMETHING TO HELP OUR POOR PLANET PEOPLE.
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